Angel: Rochon Bears by Moxie North Read Free Book Online

impending orgasm. It rode her hard, and just when she thought she’d finally get to come, she’d remember and stop herself. Why it mattered, she wasn’t entirely sure. So what if she let herself come? His punishment or “consequences” really didn’t seem like a deterrent at this point. In fact, between the stretching burn in her pussy, the sore hickeys over her body and some seriously abused nipples, she clearly had a thing for a rougher touch. Who knew?
    So she held on. She didn’t give into the sweet release she knew was a moment away if she could just take it.
    “Please, please, please, Angel. I hurt. I want to come.”
    Bringing his body over hers, Angel kissed her hot and wet as his hand twisted and tormented her still. “You don’t have to beg, baby. You did so well. I know you could keep doing this for another hour if I asked you too. Wouldn’t you?”
    Becca thought that was the stupidest possible idea, but if he asked she’d try, just to see if she could. She didn’t back down from a challenge.
    “Yes, I would,” she breathed.
    “Of course, you would. I make you feel good, and you reward me by showing me how much my touch means to you. Thank you for giving me that, Becks. Now, I’m going to slowly count to three, and then you can come. But not until I hit three, you understand?”
    Becca didn’t know if she liked the idea of playing spaceship blast off with him, not with how fucking wound up she was at this point. She wanted to scream but didn’t want anyone next door to hear her.
    “Yes, I understand,” she managed.
    “I can’t wait to fuck you, baby, but I want that pussy wet and swollen, so it swallows me like a silk glove when I get inside you. You are going to be the best I’ve ever had; I can already tell.” He kissed her hard, delving his tongue deep into her mouth.
    Becca was only able to moan as his tongue slid through her mouth and dominated her own tongue in a battle of wills.
    Breaking off the kiss, he leaned down to her nipple and gave it a nip.
    “One.”
    Becca felt her pussy clench at the word. Angel chuckled and twisted to suck the other nipple into his mouth.
    “Two.”
    This time, Becca felt a shudder start to roll over her body; the anticipation was killing her. There was no way she was going to make it to three. No fucking way in hell.
    Angel pulled back a bit and let the moment drag on, waiting and pumping his fingers in and out of her now dripping pussy.
    Slowly bending over, he swiped his tongue over her clit in a languid motion. Then Becca felt two things at once, the fiery stretch of him adding a fourth finger into her already tight pussy, and his teeth and tongue landing over her clit right after he said, “Three.”
    The next sequence of events probably happened out of order, not that it mattered. Becca knew the second the word left his mouth a torrent of pleasure rushed over her body that had her convulsing under him. Her hands that had been above her head flew down to grab handfuls of hair as her thighs clamped shut over his head and shoulders.
    There was also screaming, hoarse moaning screeches as Becca felt the gush of fluid coat Angel’s fingers. Her pussy gripped and contracted around his fingers that still fucked into her at a rapid pace. The speed keeping her pleasure rippling over her in tidal wave after tidal wave of electric pleasure.
    She wasn’t sure how long it lasted; it felt like forever. It would start to fade, and somehow, Angel would be able to drive her back over the edge. Becca was pretty sure she had pulled some of his hair out, but that was totally his fault.
    Eventually, her body started to numb, the nerve endings feeling fried and no longer responding. She collapsed back, her hands releasing his head, and her legs fell open in a terribly wanton pose.
    Angel gently removed his hand from her already swelling pussy and kissed his way back up her body until he got to her mouth.
    He kissed her again. “Naughty girl. Did I feel your hands