Wings to my Butterfly (My Brothers Best Friend)

four.

RYAN

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I was so angry. Her words played on my mind as I gripped her throat.

'So what if I am?'

So what if you are, Butterfly. It didn't matter to me if she still wanted to run, I wasn't letting her. My hand around her neck said exactly that as I pinned her thighs further apart. Her lips glued shut while heat filled her eyes, the threat clear in her mind. My cöck pulsed in my pants knowing her lips were shut for me, knowing she wanted this.

Between the anger and arousal, it fueled the flame burning between us. Zoe hated the way she obeyed, and I hated the stubborn words that always fell from her mouth. The resurfacing thought earning a growl from my throat, her lips parted with her intake of breath at the sound. My eyes fell to them. Lifting my thumb, I grazed the plump flesh, digging my nail into it until she whimpered.

Her eyes began to water, I knew she was fighting an internal battle. I'd watched her fight it many times before. Today was the first step in her letting go. Letting go of the past, letting go of the pain she held so deeply in her mind.

My Butterfly.

My chest fluttered as her eyes caught mine. This time I couldn't resist. Leaning in, I captured her lips. Sucking them into my mouth, grazing my teeth along the supple skin, adding to the sting from my nail.

Her body stilled as my tongue glided over what would now be a bruise. The slight taste of copper on my tongue being my indication that her lips were sufficiently tortured.

Pulling back I had to stop myself from taking her right then upon seeing the blush that crept over her cheeks and down her neck. With closed eyes she panted, leaning into my palm making the sight all the more sweeter. The stubborn demeanour she held onto so tightly, melting in my grip.

"You have no idea what you do to me" My words a whisper. Her eyes fluttered open, meeting mine through the tears that threatened to spill.

I could see the wonder behind them. The urge to break away from the net I had caught her in. My butterly, wanting to be free yet so still as I dipped my thumb into her mouth. Her lips pursed around my digit as she sucked. I groaned with a smile as my cöck hardened, feeling just as captured as her.

As she continued to suck, I pressed my free hand into the mall of her back, sliding her ass forward until her core pressed firmly against my hips. A moan filled her throat as her teeth bit down on my thumb. I smirked, grinding against her thinly covered p***y. Her teeth only pressed down harder.

Our bodies pressed close, her sucking religiously while I rocked myself to the rhythm of her swirling tongue. The pressure between us building to which her thighs clenched, them tightening around my hips. My fingers dug into the soft fabric that covered her back. Cursing the sight before me I dragged my nails round to her front, slowly trailing lower until my hand slipped between us.

Cupping her core I groaned, the fabric of her tights slick with her arousal. Ignoring the scraping of her teeth, I pulled my thumb from her mouth. Dropping to my knees, I gripped the damp fabric in each hand, the swift rip making the gasp that left her lips almost inaudible.

I growled seeing her underwear fall to the side, broken away from my actions, leaving her bare and exposed. Wrapping my hands around her thighs, I hooked my fingers in the tattered fabric, pinning each leg to my biceps.

Her core pulsed before me, arousal glistening, dripping from her centre and coating the curve of her ass. Digging my fingers into her skin, I lent in. Running my nose along the exposed flesh, planting soft kisses higher and higher.

She panted, squirming in my firm grasp yet ultimately defeated as I bit her inner thigh in warning.

“R-Ryan..” she whispered.

With my teeth still on her skin I grazed them up to the soft dip beside her core. Her hips flexed, whimpers escaping her as I traced my tongue across to the other side. Avoiding the soaked skin I wanted so badly to taste.

As I continued my slow torture, she reached down, pushing her fingers through my hair attempting to pull me away. I smirked against her skin, the scent of her alone let me know she wanted this. Yet she still tried to fight the urge.

"Poor Baby.." I muttered, licking a path along her lips, tasting the arousal that coated them.

"We can't..." Her hips bucked from my touch before a soft protest followed, one I'd heard before and one I'd refuse to accept anymore. Releasing one thigh I reached up, pushing my hand up under her dress I pressed my hand to her stomach, pulling her ass over the edge until she fell back.

Locking my eyes with her I gave her a final warning "Keep your fücking mouth shut while I taste you for as long as godamn please"

Her lips shut in obedience as she finally gave in.

With my gaze back on her core I growl, parting her dripping lips with my fingers, her sweet gasps sounding from above as my tongue finally touches her clït. Her sweet arousal envelops my taste buds, I groan in delight while her hips jerk.

Circling her bud, I lick a path down her centre, dipping it inside her to coat my tongue in her juices as she squirms. Her hands tighten in my hair as mine tightens on her thigh. Despite her protest only a moment ago, she can't help but push herself against my face, grinding onto my tongue.

‘That’s it Butterfly’

Trailing my tongue back up I flick it over her clït before sucking the nub between my lips. Moans filled the air while her arousal began dripping down my chin. I groan into her core, enjoying the sticky mess between us. Sucking once more I drag my lips around her clït, releasing it softly before flicking my tongue up and down, slowly massaging the small bud. Relishing the feel each time it pulses as I look up to see my stubborn butterfly now a whimpering mess.

Pulling away her eyes shoot to mine, a smirk tugging at my lips seeing the unspoken words behind her unshed tears. Her lips part wider as if wanting to beg, yet nothing came. My butterfly, my brat, submitting to me. Releasing my grip on her stomach I dragged my fingers across her exposed flesh, curving a path around her thigh, down the cheek of her ass, until my fingers settled at the juices that dripped from her core.

Her thighs tightened around my head, back arching as I slowly pushed a single digit inside her core. The sweet sound of her moans increasing with each stroke. Licking a path up her slit I caught her wetness on my tongue, spitting it back down onto my finger before fücking her arousal back inside.

Sucking on her bud I groaned, my tongue again licking her clït while my fingers füked her hole. My knuckles coated in her juices as she stretched around me. I slipped in another finger, working it in deep before curling them inside her until she tensed. Her body shook as her core clenched, milking my fingers with each stroke along her sweet spot.

She cried out, moaning as her hands tightened in my hair, rocking her p***y against my face. Pushing herself back against my fingers, pulling me in deeper as she breathlessly moaned. My Butterfly was close, my cöck twitched at the thought.

Looking up I pulled away, reaching over her thigh to pinch her clït as I continued to fill her core. She cried, flinching at the sudden pressure before opening her legs wider for me. My head swarmed at the sight, my stubborn brat, crumbling into obedience. Begging for release, crying for my fingers to abuse her throbbing core until she comes undone.

Rubbing her swollen nub I blew lightly, my warm breath hitting the wet skin. Zoe whimpered in agony at the chill that hit her, needing a release she squirmed feeling my warm tongue fill the cold space.

"Just like that baby... there's my good girl, just like that" I breathed before sucking her clït into my mouth. Ramming my fingers into her tight hole, she screamed. Pulling at my hair, her body tensed, core clenching my fingers while her thighs trapped my head. Rocking her hips, she came.

A moment passed before her thighs relaxed, a steady shake filling them as she panted above me. I groaned, seeing the slick residue that glistened along my fingers as I pulled them from her core. Leaning forward I licked a final path from her centre to her clït, sucking it into my mouth for a moment before releasing it through my lips. Soft whimpers escaped Zoe as she lay spent across the wooden furniture.

Standing between her legs I admired her body, spread open for my eyes, coated in her arousal and c*m. Her tights torn and dress bunched around her stomach, hair damp against her forehead as her eyes lazily watched me. I smiled, placing a hand behind her neck as the other settled around the small of her back. As she blinked up at me I expected her to fight, instead, she wrapped her arms around my neck.

Pretty little butterfly, all tangled in my net.

With her in my arms I carried her to her room. Placing her onto her bed, I reluctantly turned to her en-suite to run her a bath. Zoe had no idea how much restraint I was displaying right now. I wanted to stay with her, pin her to her bed and fück her until she lost her voice, then care to every need that she stubbornly requested. But I knew as soon as the haze wore off, her walls would be up.

That guilt I watched consume her time and time again would return. I wanted to stay and hold her, force her to see how worthy she is. But I knew better than to push her.

And my Butterfly... had many buttons to push.