The pressure is too much but so fucking good, and when his tongue makes its way up to my asshole and dips inside, my knees buckle. His right arm wraps around my waist to keep me balanced and keep the sink from impaling me, while three of his fingers on his left hand spread me wide open.

A loud moan escapes my mouth and Kai tsks against me. “What did I tell you?”

“T-t-to be quiet,” I stammer.

“You gonna do what I say?”

“Yes.”

“Yes, what?” His thumb presses against my clit, and I barely manage to fight off the moan.

“Yes, sir.”

“That’s my good girl.” His fingers continue to pump inside of my pussy while his tongue continues to work my ass, and I can feel myself losing control. I clench around his fingers and he bites my ass cheek. “Don’t run from it, Olivia. Give me what’s mine.”

Fuck. His fingers curl again and I can’t hold back anymore. I collapse against the sink, my release coating his fingers, and he shoves his face back to my pussy as if he doesn’t want to waste a single drop.

My legs are shaking and my heart is racing but I need more. I need him to fill me.

“I need you. Now.”

He lines his dick up with my entrance. The cool touch of his piercing elicits a sharp intake of air from my chest. And then he stops. The silence is a second too long before he whispers, “Nah.”

“Nah?” The fuck?

“I’m gonna need to hear you say this dick is jailworthy before I give it to you.”

We stare at each other in the mirror for a moment before we burst into a fit of laughter. “I fucking hate you.”

“Is that right?” He slaps his dick against my pussy and my eyes shutter closed.

“I want to. So, so bad.”

He chuckles. Maniacal bastard. “So, tell me what I wanna hear.”

“You. Are. Annoying,” I cry out, each word punctuated by my attempts to get his dick inside of me.

“Not the magic words, Olivia.”

Shit. He slips the tip in but quickly removes it, and at this point I’ll say whatever the fuck he wants. “Your dick is jailworthy.”

“One more time for me.”

I glare at him over my shoulder, but I comply and say it again, and my last word is slightly cut off as he slams into me and the sound of our skin slapping together fills the room. He unties my hands and places a soft kiss against each wrist before gripping and kneading my ass and stroking me harder. My hands fight for purchase on the edge of the sink as I throw my ass back to meet his strokes. Slap slap slap. It’s all I can hear outside of my heart beating out of my chest.