***---Harper---***
I couldn't think through the haze in my mind. I blinked, and for a moment it was Garret hovering over me. Heat bloomed across my skin, and I forced out another breath.
This wasn't Garret. This was Axiom. And God did I want him more than I could give words to.
"I'm going to touch you now, Crownless. But I need a word from you. If I go too far, if you aren't ready…"
"Peaches." I already knew my safe word.
"Peaches?" His voice was soft. I nodded. It was Garret's favorite fruit, and since I was doing this to get Garret out of my system, it seemed like the obvious choice. "Peaches it is then."
And then his hands were on me. Fingers dug into the scraps of lace that made up my outfit. Nothing underneath it, since it was essentially underwear with a skirt.
A ripping sound made me start, flinching under him, and he chuckled. There went two hundred dollars.
"Alright Crownless, I've gotten your consent. I've gotten your safe word." He leaned down and ran his nose along my throat. "Now, I'm going to tongue fuck you. And you are not going to move. Not a muscle. If you do, then I'm going to have to spank you."
"Yes Sir!" My voice was breathy.
"Good girl." He chuckled against my throat, and then kissed his way down my body. He ripped the lace off of me as he went, gathering the scraps in his hand.
He shoved the lace in the pocket of his suit, and then leaned down and pressed a chaste kiss to the skin between my hip bones.
I almost twitched, but his smirk up the length of my body had me locking my muscles.
He held my eyes and dipped slowly, running his tongue along the seam of my pussy. God, I nearly came from just that.
And then he began. His tongue trailed along me as he spread me open. Dipping, swirling, sucking. He licked firmly and danced the tip of his tongue along my clit.
My shoulders came up and he stopped, staring me down.
"Stay still, Crownless, or I will ruin that tight little ass. Do you understand me?"
"Yes!" I sobbed out. I wanted to thrash, to beg, to move. But I locked down tight.
He went back to his task and I groaned, panting. He kept edging me closer and I just wanted to come.
My legs jerked up as I tried to spread myself wider, and he rolled away. Damn.
He grabbed my wrist, pulling me up. "I had to tell you twice. And you still disobeyed." His voice was a deadly whisper, but the bulge in his pants said I was doing exactly what he wanted.
He jerked me to the edge of the bed and planted himself. He threw me across his lap. The bulge in his pants dug into my stomach and I couldn't help myself. I wriggled against him.
"Now's the time for your safe word, pet."
"Nope." It came out a giggle and I felt him sigh above me.
"Suit yourself." Was all the warning I got before his hand cracked on my ass. The sound was so loud it echoed in the quiet room. Pain bloomed along my ass cheek and I sucked in a breath, tears burning at the edge of my eyes.
His fingers trailed along the curve of my ass down to my dripping pussy. "So, so wet for me, Crownless." He dipped a finger into my core. "Are you usually this responsive?"
I didn't say anything, trying to catch my breath. He withdrew his finger, then smacked me again.
He created a rhythm. Slap, finger, slap, finger. I couldn't stop myself, I cried out, my body bucking as I came undone on the last smack. My pussy clenched as he speared two fingers inside me.
He curled his fingers just right, and I was unraveling again. "Oh God!"
"Mmm, good girl." He purred, sliding his fingers back out and pulling me up. He settled me across his lap, my ass stinging, my pussy clenching on nothing. He tilted my head back. "Open your mouth, Crownless."
My lips parted and he shoved his fingers in my mouth. The taste of me filled my senses, musky and hot. Then his fingers were gone and his mouth was on mine, tongue swirling against my own.
"We don't have enough time tonight to get to every filthy thing I want to do to this body." His words were hissed against my lips. "Say you'll let me fuck you again, Crownless."
"You haven't fucked me yet." I hissed back, my body limp against him.
He chuckled. "Want my cock already? I've barely started."
I laughed weakly. "I've wanted your cock for a week, Axiom. The least you can do is fuck a girl properly."
He spun me off his lap and my back hit the mattress again. The bed dipped as he hovered over me. "What would a proper fucking look like?"
I pulled my knees up, letting them drop open until every part of my pussy was exposed. "Your cock." I hissed, grabbing his hand and shoving it on the searing skin of my mound. "Deep inside me, stealing my breath and making me beg for you to paint my insides."
"Bare?" There was a hint of something in his tone.
Heat flushed my skin. "I'm…I'm on birth control."
"You want me…" His voice dipped low. "Inside your wet, aching cunt." He tilted my face, nipping at my throat. "Bare? Is that what you want, Crownless? You want me to 'paint your insides' like a pretty little portrait. Bathed in my fucking spunk?"
The last few words were growled against my throat and I swallowed thickly. "Please?"
His breath stuttered against my throat, then he was gone. Off me. Off the bed. My eyes slid shut. I should've stayed quiet. I ruined it.
"Look at me!" His voice was firm. My eyes flickered open and I sat up. He jerked the belt off his pants. "If you want me bare, Crownless, you earn it. On your knees. You're going to suck my cock with that pretty little mouth, until I fucking need to be inside you."
I slid off the bed, my knees hitting the floor. He stepped forward, hand fisting my hair. My fingers shook as I fumbled with the button on his pants. I jerked the zipper down and pushed his pants and boxers off his hips.
He stepped out of him and I caught my first glimpse of his cock. It jutted from him proudly, thick enough to make my mouth water. He was big. Maybe too big. I crawled forward until I was right in front of him.
"I'm going to touch you now." I echoed his earlier words and he laughed. The dark edge of it made my insides flutter. I reached shaking fingers out and slid my hand around him. His gasp tore at my insides. Suddenly, I needed to know how he tasted.
I swung forward, placing a gentle kiss on the tip, before opening my mouth and swiping my tongue along him. He hissed, and I grew bolder. I opened my mouth and swallowed his cock down.
My eyes trailed up him as the saltiness of his cock flooded my senses. He was locked on me, following my every movement, hips rolling as he edged to the back of my throat.
I hollowed my cheeks, sucking hard, and swallowing him until I gagged. My fingers found his hips, and I set a steady rhythm. Thrust, tongue swirl, and back.
His fingers fisted my hair again. "Fuck, Crownless. So fucking hot."
My body flamed and I groaned around his cock.
He whispered something under his breath, and then picked up the pace, fucking my mouth like he was owning it.
I gagged again, and he held me there. I breathed through my nose, swallowing and opening wider. "Good girl, God you're so fucking good." His voice wrapped around me, digging into my skin, slithering across my brain.
I was about to take him further, see if I could get my nose to brush across the dip above his cock, when he hissed and pulled out.
"You want me bare, Crownless? You earned it." He jerked me to my feet, tossing me on the bed.
He followed, shoving between my thighs. "Please!" I hissed, and he chuckled. "Please give me your cock!"
He didn't go slow. It wasn't romantic. It was need and lust and absolute desire. He thrust into me, full and to the hilt.
I cried out, head thrashing, body trembling.
"I'm going to fuck you Crownless. Until you can't remember your own fucking name."
And he did. He held me down, fingers rough on my clit as he set up a punishing rhythm. His hips snapped against mine, his body tight. I hissed curses and pleas as he kept on.
Every muscle tightened down, my breathing locked. My body trembled and I was helpless as he took what he wanted from me and gave me what I needed.
And then the world exploded. I screamed, clawing and thrashing. He grunted above me as my fingers sliced into his chest, and then he hissed, his cock jerking inside of me. He followed me into that swirl of pleasure, and God help me, I wanted more of him. I wanted him in every way I could get him.