Page 40 of Malicious Desires

“Fuck, you look so pretty bleeding for me, Capullo.”

Reece drops the knife, and tips my neck back more, licking from my collarbone up my neck and chin to then kiss me. I moan against his lips, tasting the blood on his tongue and lips. “Reece, fuck. More,” I moan against his lips, only just breaking the kiss.

“More? You want more, Capullo?”

“Yes. Yes,” I pant, and Reece licks up my neck again kissing me harder than before. He shoves his hand into the front of my sweats, breaking the kiss, staring at me when he grips my neck in his palm.

“You wearing lacy underwear, Capullo?” He asks, his eyes lighting up.

“Yes,” I admit, feeling myself blush as I add, “I…like how it feels.”

“Fuck, Jasper that's hot,” Reece rasps, staring at me as he shoves his hand back into my sweats and starts palming my dick over my undies.

“Reece…” I groan.

“Yeah, Jasper. You're going to come for me. Dirty up your sexy lacy underwear.”

He kisses me again, sliding his hand into my underwear, stroking my dick and teasing the tip with his finger.

“Reece, stop, stop,” I moan, bucking my hips forward for more friction. It feels so good. I don’t really want him to stop, but the words fell from my lips anyway.

Reece squeezes my balls, asking, “You want me to stop?”

“Yes. No. It feels too good.”

Reece laughs, stroking down towards my taint.

“Oh fuck!” I bellow, my orgasm hitting out of nowhere, causing me to moan as my come soaks my sweats and undies.

Reece yanks out his hand, and it's practically clean. “You dick, leaving me no cream on my hand to taste.”

I look down at my crotch, biting back, “You arse! You made me come all over myself.”

Reece smirks. “You look sexy covered in come, Capullo.”

“I hate you, Montserrat,” I spit at him.

Reece sniggers. “You didn't hate me touching you though.” He’s right but I don’t admit that to him.

“Fuc…” I stammer, not able to complete my train of thought as Reece cuts me off with a kiss, yanking my sweats down at the same time causing me to break the kiss with a shocked, annoyed gasp.

“So damn pretty,” Reece taunts crouching down and licking my dick through the lace, moaning with each swipe of his tongue. I grip his hair, fisting it tightly as I request, “Suck me please, Reece.”

Reece stands, scoffing. “You don't get to ask that of me, Capullo.”

“I hate you,” I rage at him. “I hate that you take and demand, and cause me to sin over and over.”

Reece laughs. “Sinning feels so good, Jasper. And if what we do together is sinning then send me to hell.”

I let out an exasperated sigh. “You're from hell, Montserrat. The devil in the flesh.”

Reece steps away with a smirk on his face.

“Come back to the dorm with me, Jasper and I'll take you to heaven,” he hums, his Adam’s Apple vibrating. It’s kinda sexy.

He doesn’t wait for my response, instead he goes inside, and I huff as I yank up my now soaked sweats annoyed at myself for again giving into Reece and for loving his depravity.

Chapter 23

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