Page 50 of Gilded Locks

“Greedy little slut. Not yet.” He moved in front of her, his engorged cock heavy and hard. He stripped off his shirt and tossed it to the floor. Just like Hunter, he had the mark of a bear on his back, right shoulder. “Relaxing time is over. Unless you want to stop.” Her eyes widened as he kneeled before her. “No? Good. Open wide.”

She looked up at him, but he gave her no chance to object. His fingers knotted in her hair, and the second her lips parted he was shoving into her mouth. She let out a muffled moan, not used to the position or anything quite his size.

Stone was thick. Thicker than her wrist, but thankfully he was average length. Still, when he seated himself at the back of her throat, she gagged because he hadn’t given her enough time to prepare. Her eyes watered and she let out a garbled moan around him, but he didn’t back off.

“Go ahead and cry. I’d love to see that.”

She held his stare, understanding he would give her no quarter. When a single tear seeped from the corner of her eye, he noticeably shivered.

“Fucking stunning. Those lips were made to suck cock.” He wiped another tear as she glared at him. “Are you angry? Want to say something to me?” He withdrew. “Go ahead. Tell me to stop and I will.”

“Asshole.”

He chuckled and thrust his hips, burying himself deeper down her throat. This time, when she tensed, he pulled back, giving her the briefest chance to catch her breath before shoving to the back of her throat again.

He fisted her hair, instructing her to open her mouth so he could slide effortlessly in and out, fucking her face until he was satisfied. He dragged the swollen head of his cock over her lips, mixing her saliva with tears, and then pushed back in again.

She had a hundred hateful names to call him, but when he finally pulled out, she only collapsed onto her arm to rest and catch her breath.

He slapped her ass. Hard. “Did I say we were finished? Get your ass back up here.”

Her limbs shook as she rose again to her hands and knees. He kneeled behind her. She recognized the sound of the oil pump, and then he was pressing into her, not with his cock, but with the long vibrator.

“You’ll learn what it’s like to have every hole filled.” He thrust a few times and held it deep inside of her. “Not to scare you, but that’s smaller than Hunter.”

The thought of Hunter anywhere near her intimate parts terrified her. That image only made it worse.

Stone returned to kneel in front of her, his body stretched over her to hold the vibrator inside her as he crawled closer, stroking his engorged cock.

“Now, suck it like a good girl, and make me come.”

Again, she barely opened her mouth before he plunged into her, nudging the back of her throat. He had to go deeper in order to grip the vibrator properly, then he was thrusting quickly in and out of both ends.

“Eyes on me.”

She looked up, her eyes watering as he slowly fucked her mouth with deliberately deep strokes. The corners of her lips stretched tightly and she struggled to accommodate him.

“Relax your throat and tip your head back. Stop trying to maintain control.” He tugged her hair, angling her head back. “Loosen your jaw and your mouth open wide.”

As soon as she relaxed her jaw, everything changed. He was sliding in and out with ease, and the long dildo was pumping into her pussy, sending tremors to her clit and vibrating the diamond plug wedged into her ass.

“That’s it.” His words shifted from English to Russian as he thrust his hips faster. “More. Give me more. Show me what a good little slut you are.”

She was an object for his pleasure. He pushed and pulled. Thrusted and tugged. She only had to stay upright and open and he did the rest.

When his fingernails grazed the raised welts from the crop, she screamed around his cock, and he twisted the vibrator, increasing the speed. He thrust forward and held himself inside of her, buried down her throat as the vibrator pushed as deep as it could go.

The vibration was too much. She couldn’t bear any more and this time when she screamed her pussy clenched and spasmed.

“Dirty, little thief. You stole that one.”

He ripped the dildo away and tossed it onto the bed. Shoving her to her back, he climbed over her. The plug pushed deeper and she gasped.

“Open your mouth.” He shoved into her mouth, pressing her back deep in the mattress as he gripped her tits and fucked them hard. “This…is…what…happens…to pretty…little thieves.” He drew back and jerked his flesh in a tight fist. “Keep that mouth open and show me your tongue.”

She did as he commanded and hot jets of come splashed over her teeth and lips. His flavor seeped into her mouth as his release rushed past his stroking fist, covering her cheeks and forcing her to shut her eyes, finally.

The room stilled and silenced, only the sound of his ragged breathing. Stone had become all she could hear, feel, and taste.