Calling out to the Devil
A/N: I did not proofread this it’s also the first thing I’ve wrote in FOREVERRR so maybe ass but I am itching for this man
Warnings: smut, p in v, slightly mean Remmick, sub/dom, pussy slapping, face slapping, blood play, slight degration, praise, male oral and female oral receiving, dick riding
When you're never allowed to feed into temptation, it's only a matter of time before that desire takes over.
That's what you had done, you had manifested this man in front of you, teased him through the safety of your home, now he was here, and he was going to do as he pleased with you.
He kissed you roughly, lust seeping through every kiss as you fell back onto your bed, already bare from stripping in front of your window as he stood outside, enticing him only more.
You had finally let your devil in, a manifestation of everything wicked you desired.
He pushed you onto the bed, staring down at you red pooling around his eyes, "You thought that was cute didn't you? That little strip tease act you did," you nodded up at him biting your lip, "You just keep making it worse for yourself darlin, I intend to make sure you never forget the feel of me, what I do to you, will haunt you every night you sleep beside your husband for years to come," you said nothing just reaching out to unbutton his shirt, in response he grabs your hands pinning them over the top of your head.
"No ma'am you wanted to tease me, your going to show me how bad you want to be touched," he walked away from you then confusion dampening your face, he sat in the arm chair in the far corner of your room legs spread and arms on both arm rests, drool beginning to seep from his lips. "Crawl to me," he spoke coldly no sign of joking in his words, you sat up, staying still wondering to yourself if you were actually about to crawl to this man, "Crawl to me now, or I will rip that pretty little throat of yours clean out," wet heat pooled between your thighs, you got down off the bed, knees and palms touching the hardwood floor, piercing your bones in your knees.
And so you did as he said, you crawled over to him keeping eye contact the whole way as he smiled down at you, "C'mon now darlin I'm dying to feel that throat of yours be put to use," when you reached him you placed both hands on either side of his knees, he removed his suspenders and began unbuttoning his shirt as you unzipped his work pants.
You pulled them down just enough so you could have easy access to his cock, and pulled it free. You ran your hand over his length one time testing his reaction as you stared up at him through your lashes, before popping the head of his dick into your mouth.
He did not say a word didn't groan just watched you hollow your cheeks and begin to slip it further down your throat. Until you reached the very bottom of his length, eyes beginning to water as you let out a gag. "Good f'ckn girl, I'm gonna be a little rough with you now, but I'm sure you won't complain anyways," before you could react his hand was on your head controlling the pace in which you took it, your mouth just becoming a vessel for his cock.
Moans began to slip from his lips along with a string of curses as his other hand grabbed the side of your jaw rubbing small circles across your cheek, "So f'ckn pretty taking my dick, look how sweet those little tears are," you shut your eyes as he pushed you all the way down, your knuckles turning white from squeezing your fists together.
He suddenly pulled your head up releasing his dick from your mouth with a pop sound.
You then realized how much wetter you had got as you worked him, and the emptiness of nothing in your mouth caused you to frown.
"Don't be sad now darlin', much better things are coming your way don't you worry," He rubbed his thumb over your lip pressing it into your mouth all the way to the back of your throat as you moaned around it, when he pulled it out he rubbed your spit, and his precum, still coating your tongue, over your bottom lip smearing it all over.
He stood up and picked you up from your kneeling position placing your body over his shoulder with ease, from the strength of what he was.
Throwing you back onto the bed, he now kneeled down, spreading your legs apart to inspect the mess you had made,
"Jesus, I turn you on that bad sugar?" you nodded down at him, and he slapped your bare cunt, pain stinging up your body, "Use your words now,"
"Yes, yes Remmick you do,"
"Good girl, it's not that hard to open that mouth, you were all talk a few days ago when you had me beggin out there like some mutt," he smacked your cunt again, your slip coating his hand, "Tell me your sorry," your face flushed with embarrassment, regretting your teasing, but at the same time his punishments only brought you more pleasure.
"I'm sorry Remmick, I should've just let you in," he smirked at the look of sheer embarrassment on your face, "No baby, no you shouldn't have," he pulled your cunt closer to him, and gently pressed his fangs into the side of your right thigh, pressing down just enough to make you bleed, a piercing pain shot through your thigh, "Remmick what are you doing," you shot up resting your weight on your elbows, "Sorry darlin, looks like I just couldn't help myself," keeping direct eye contact he licked the dripping blood that now came down your thigh, “just as sweet as this pussy about to be I betcha,” and with that he was on you deep red staring into your eyes.
He started with a long strip up your pussy stopping at your clit and sucking on it brining two fingers up to your entrance and placing them inside, curling his fingers as he brought them farther inside you, your back arching in response as little moans began to slip from your lips.
He set an agonizingly slow pace of his fingers, as he moved his face up and down your slit, licking and sucking at all you were, your hand found his hair gripping it deep down to his skull.
Earning a groan that vibrated your core.
“So sweet I might have to keep you forever sugar,”
He continued his pace your grip only getting tighter as you could feel yours edging closer and closer to releasing with each increasing thrust of his fingers and suck on your clit, his free hand slid up and down your torso, almost like he was worsening your body.
When you did come, fireworks flashing form your eyes he didn’t stop, he let your ride it out nice and slow before pulling his fingers out and licking them clean, savoring the taste of you in his mouth.
“Yeah I think I’m going to have to keep this just for myself,” that same wicked grin slid over his face, “I won’t bite too hard,”
He stood and began removing his shirt, along with his pants before he stood completely bare infront of you, dick still hard and slightly wet from your own spit coating it. He let his hand give it a single stroke before he grabbed your hips pulling you up as your placed your hands on his shoulder, he sat on the bed were your body once was and placed you hovering over his lap.
“You wanna ride this dick baby?”
“Yes, please Remmick,”
He dropped you onto his dick nothing easy about the feeling of it immediately hitting your cervix, the both of you moaned in response. He set the pace, moving your hips up and down before allowing you free control. Your hands rested around his neck hands gripping the back short strands of his hair holding on as you bounced up and down breathlessly on his cock.
He moved to kissing down your jaw and down your neck gripping your tits in his hands massaging your hardened nipples as his lips worked on sucking small bruises into your neck.
“Would you let me turn you?” “I can fuck you real good like the slut you are forever if you just give me the word sugar,”
You thought about it for a minute through the clouded lust of your brain you honestly didn’t see a reason to tell him no, you called on him to save you, save you from your fate of marriage and a perfect white Pickett life that was set out for you.
You continued to bounce not answering as you thought it through, a part of you believed him to be joking, your soul knew otherwise. Shutting your eyes you just focused on the feeling deciding you would think about it just as soon as you came.
He wasn’t taking that for an answer though one hand left your boob and came up to slap you on the side of the cheek gripping your jaw and forcing you to stare into his eyes, “I believe I was talking to you,”
In shock your answer seemed to slip out without you thinking before you spoke, “yes, yes I would let you,”
He rubbed the spot he slapped with the pad of his thumb going back down to your neck, leaving soft peppered kisses all over, “I already knew sugar,”
And then within seconds pain sliced through your knack and you screamed, white hot pain flooding your vision as you began to faint your body going limp, his dick still pulsing inside of you.
“See you soon darlin,”