WARNING!
Mature Content.
Chapter 22: SHORT SKIRT AND FAIRY WINGS
He almost threw me into the restroom. With wide eyes, I was about to complain when he immediately locked the door and checked all the cubicles to ensure no one else was inside besides us.
"So, you're not in trouble, huh?" he said, referring to what I had mentioned to Hazel earlier.
I took a step back as he stopped in front of me. My back hit the sink, and when I met his eyes, I couldn't do anything but take in a deep sigh. There was a hint of danger in his eyes, and his expression was growing more intense. A smirk played on his lips before he grabbed my arm and turned me to face the mirror. He then pushed me down against the sink.
I folded at my waist, and my hands braced against the tiled sink. His strong hand on my back made me unable to move. Pulling my skirt up, he pulled aside the lace of my underwear. I gasped when the cold air touched my bare womanhood.
"I've had enough of you disobeying everything I say. You've been a very bad girl, sugar." His deep voice reverberated through the room, sending shivers down my spine.
He dragged his fingers up my thighs and to my feminity. He pushed a finger into my seeping wetness and let out a groan deep in my throat.
"You're fucking gushing." He was breathing hard. "I just touched you, yet you're already this wet? My finger didn't even struggle to get in."
My hands balled into fists. I looked up to see his reflection in the mirror. Nakaawang ang mga labi niya, and his whole attention was focused on what he was doing. I could see the desire in his eyes, and I knew that I was his for the taking. When our eyes met in the reflection, he smirked, taunting me.
"F-fuck you.." I glared at him. But my eyes immediately rolled out when he pushed two more fingers inside me, stretching my tight walls.
I moaned and clenched my legs together. He pulls his fingers all the way out, only to shove them back in. Halos mapasigaw ako sa biglaang pag-atake ng sensasyon buong katawan ko. I was so turned on that the forceful entrance of his fingers didn't hurt.
"We are working hard just to make sure you are safe." His voice was low and menacing. "But then here you are, sneaking out in a skimpy dress with short skirt and fairy wings."
I clenched my legs shut as I squeaked in shock when he landed a slap right on my clitoral area. I swallowed hard, my heart racing, as I struggled to find the courage to speak.
I felt him take a step back, and before I could even get the chance to ask him why, I felt his warm, ragged breath against my inner thighs. He gives me no time to react before I feel his tongue flick out and lick down my slit.
I cry out at the familiar sensation, my hips buckling up. I heard him laugh a little before doing it again.
"Keep still, or I'll stop," he threatened as he grabbed my hips and pulled me closer to his mouth.
"No, don't," I cry, and my hands reach his hair from behind. He slid his tongue all the way up from the sides of my lips to my clit. With my eyes tightly closed, I am lost in pleasure.
He's kissing my pussy so intimately that my toes curl. His hand on my back is biting into my skin so harshly that I know his fingerprints will be there tomorrow. He started moving his fingers inside me while his tongue's vigorous onslaught on my bundle of nerves set every nerve ending of my body on fire.
"What should I do to make you listen to me? Should I punish you, huh?" His tone was stern and commanding, leaving no room for argument.
He pressed his fingers as far as they could go. My knees shook. I needed to let go of his hair and hold tight to the tiled sink to support myself. He balled my clit with his tongue, mashing my little nub until I was wheezing for more and only stopping to suck my lips between his teeth.
