“Because you have trust issues,” she pointed out, discreetly pushing back and trying to force him back inside in an attempt to distract him and because she’d been enjoying herself damn it!
“Marybeth,” he said sighing her name heavily as he pulled out the rest of the way and flipped her over onto her back.
Before she could even consider trying to argue her way to freedom, he was running his very talented tongue between her slit. “Oh, God…”
“What’s going on, Marybeth?” he asked as he leisurely licked her.
“Ummmm, nothing,” she mumbled, licking her lips hungrily as she tried to resist him.
“Try again,” he said, settling more firmly between her legs, getting comfortable, which was not a good sign.
It meant that he was planning on stretching this out for as long as it took to get what he wanted. She couldn’t do this. Not after the last time. She’d barely survived. She also hadn’t been able to talk for two days after that since the bastard hadn’t stopped until long after she’d lost the ability to scream his name.
“Please, Darrin,” she said, moaning his name as she spread her legs and reached down to run her fingers through his hair as he continued to lick her out.
“Tell me what I want to know,” he said, pausing to flick the tip of his tongue over her clit.
“N-nothing,” she said, licking her lips hungrily as she tried to roll her hips and force his tongue inside her, but the bastard wasn’t having that.
He kept her hips on the bed and kept leisurely licking her, hitting all the right spots and driving her out of her mind, but it wasn’t enough to send her over the edge.
“Just tell me what I want to know, Marybeth.”
“There’s nothing to tell!”
A long, drawn out sigh was his response as he tilted his head and gently suckled her clit, momentarily robbing her of her ability to breathe. She closed her eyes and tried to think of something, anything else to distract herself from what he was doing, but he refused to grant her a reprieve. He flicked his tongue over her clit before he traced a path down to her core and slid his tongue inside her.
“There’s nothing!” she practically cried even though he hadn’t asked her another question. At this point it wasn’t really necessary, because they both knew that he would keep going until she told him what he wanted to know.
He felt so damn good….so…good……..
“Please, Darrin!” she begged, moaning and whimpering when he kept licking her, bringing her to the edge and-
Pulling back to trace her slit again.
“You…son of a bitch!” she said, gasping and trying to shift away from him.
She couldn’t tell him where she was going.
She just couldn’t.
“Oh, God!” she screamed, her back bowing off the bed as he slid his tongue back inside her and brought her right back to the edge. Just as she felt her orgasm building to the point of no return he pulled back.
“I hate you!” she gasped, releasing her hold on his hair to reach back and grab the headboard in a useless attempt to pull away from him, but he wasn’t letting her go.
“No,” he simply said, “you don’t.”
No, she really didn’t, but at moments like this she really wished that she did.
“I can stop this at any time,” he said, pulling back just far enough to gently blow cool air on her over-sensitized clit.
“Then stop it now!”
“Not until you tell me what I want to know,” he said, leaning back in to press a kiss between the two spots that craved his attention the most.
“I can’t!”
A lick.
“Tell me.”
“No!”
Another long, leisurely lick had her licking her lips and moaning, as her body was once again brought to the edge only to leave her groaning as he moved away, leaving her on the cusp of a powerful orgasm. Her body trembled as he started all over again, she couldn’t take this, couldn’t do this. He’d find out eventually. She knew that he would. It had been useless to try and keep this from him and foolish.
When she felt his tongue slowly move between her slit, she gave in, unable to take anymore.
“I’m meeting Zoe,” she admitted before releasing a moan of pleasure as he rewarded her with a finger.
“Where?” he asked, sliding his thick finger inside her as he slowly moved up her body.
He continued to lazily finger her as he slowly kissed his way to one breast where he took her nipple between his lips and suckled. When he pulled back, he allowed his teeth to gently slide over her nipple, earning a gasp of pleasure.
“Where are you meeting her?” he asked as he moved up her body the rest of the way and smoothly removed his finger, replacing it with his hard shaft. He slid inside her as he kissed her cheek.
“At an agreed upon location?” she said, hoping that it would be enough to get him to finish what he’d started and forget about what she’d said, but unfortunately, for her, it wasn’t.
“Where?” he asked, kissing her other cheek as he slowly pulled back until the tip of his cock was the only thing left inside her and stayed that way.
He wouldn’t…….
Oh, God, who the hell was she kidding? He would definitely start this torture all over again if that’s what it took to make her talk. When he sighed heavily and moved to pull the rest of the way out, she quickly wrapped her arms and legs around him, desperate to keep him where he was.
“An amusement park!” she rushed out, uncaring at the moment that she’d just sealed her fate.
He chuckled as he pushed back inside her. She started to sigh in relief when the bastard took her by surprise and suddenly pulled out.
“What are you doing?” she asked, making a mad grab for him as he started to kiss his way back down her body.
“Getting started on your punishment.”
“Oh no,” she mumbled even as she managed to turn over, scramble off the bed and-
Scream in pleasure when he caught up to her and took her to the floor where he dished out her punishment for the next two hours.
*-*-*-*
“Still not talking to me?”
“Rot in hell,” Marybeth said, taking a sip of her soda as she walked away from him.
“Come on,” Darrin said, quickening his pace to catch up with her, “you know that you’re happy that I came.”
“No, not really,” she said with a tiny shake of her head as she walked past the games lined up on either side of them.