Pleasures a Crime Worth Committing

Chapter Nineteen: Kisses Down Low

He removed his thumb from your mouth, moving his hands down to yours. He unbuckled the belt, allowing you to free your wrists.

"Get up Y/N, stand in front of me." He motioned with his fingers for you to get up off the couch.

While trying to stand, you could feel your legs shaking, making it difficult to even move without help. Was he trying to not make you walk? As you tried you best to stand up in front of him, you could hear him holding back laughter. You couldn't tell if it was because of your limp, or the fact that he was fully clothed while you had nothing more than a bralette on. The power dynamic had certainly changed greatly. Spencer had almost all power over your body, you had almost none over him.

As you managed to stand in front of his body, leg still shaking, you felt his hands touch yours. Bracing yourself, he pulled you out of the conversation pit, back to the main floor. Pushing you onto another wall, you saw the lights change color to a dark purples you hit the wall, perfect timing. The lighting was more dim, yet changed the mood in the room perfectly.

Feeling your back slam against the wall, Spencer approached you once again. Looking at your body in the new light, you saw a smirk appear on his face. Moving closer to you, he began to unbutton his purple silk shirt, revealing his chest underneath. His chain still dangling to the left of him, he put his right hand on the wall, pinning you down. He was so close to you, you could almost feel his breathing on your neck. His breath smelling of whiskey, it was almost cool, feeing it all around you.

While he moved his left hand to the wall as well, you felt him planting kisses onto your neck, adding hickeys to the mix. His lips softly touching your skin, then slightly bitting on you, causing you to gasp each time. Gradually, he began to move down to your torso area, kissing your stomach.

It was hard to see, but you could make you the hickeys he was leaving on your body, making all the more turned on. Moving down lower, you could feel his hands dragging down your body, making his way to your pussy. You could feel his hand moving to your entrance, his pointer and middle finger teasing you. The coolness of his silver rings on your clit made you flinch, shocking you.

" Shit..." You let out as he slipped his fingers into you, his moth slowly sucking on your clit. The sensation flowing through your whole body as he created a pulling motion on your G-spot. Him occasionally pulling on your clit with his teeth, causing you to cry out at him.

"Sir that feels so good... don't stop, please..." You moaned out at him as he increased his pace, pulling his fingers closer to him each time. You could feel his tongue circling your clit faster, the feeling he was giving you was overwhelming. Moving your hand onto the wall behind you, Spencers other hand on your hip.

Not being abele to contain yourself anymore, you felt your left hand grip into his, feeling he veins in his hands against your palm. The rings on his fingers touching your entrance each time he would pull them in and out of you.

At this point, his pace was so vigorous, your gasps were watching in your throat as you whipped your head back, panting in exhaustion.

"Please let me finish sir... please I'm begging you...fuckk." Moaning and whining out at him, feeling him bite on your clit once again.

" Have you been a good girl for your sir?" Him looking up at your face for a reaction, eyeing you as your eyes rolled to the back of your head. Biting your lip as he continued to profile a response out of you, he asked once again-

"I said, have you been a good girl?" You felt his fingers leave your body as he said this, alerting you immediately.

"Yes sir, i have been good for you. Please let me finish sir!" You were almost crying at him, looking down as you felt a tear fall down your face.