Page 59 of Necessary Evil

She’s all right. She still wants me. She’s still mine. They didn’t take her from me.

“Come here.” He pulled her toward the couch. Sitting down, he pulled her on top, and she straddled his lap.

Lucy steadied herself on the back of the couch, which put his face between her breasts. “Oh God, your beard feels so good,” she murmured.

He almost lost it when she rubbed them over his face.

Evil spread her legs and pushed his fingers inside her to test if she was ready for him. They came back drenched, and he chuckled. “Finally.”

She helped him put on a condom, then guided him inside her.

“Yes,” Lucy cried out as she sank down on top of him.

So fucking tight and wet. The hot slickness of her pussy engulfed him, and when she started to ride him, Evil leaned back and enjoyed the show. Lucy’s eyes closed in bliss as she moaned softly.

“That’s it, baby, use me to get off.” He went back to sucking on her nipples. He wanted to go slow, savor this. But it was impossible with her body bouncing on top of him.

Gripping her hips, Evil helped her move up and down. She grasped his shoulders and dug her nails in. He hissed at the sharp pain.

“Sorry.” Lucy’s eyes flew open and she let go of him.

“No, I like it. Put your mark on me,” he said.

“You feel so good,” she said, ducking her head shyly.

Her hips rotated and slammed down on him. Lucy was all fire and spice. A tremor shook her and her hands tangled into his hair. “Coming,” she gasped.

“Open your eyes and look at me.”

She did, and when their eyes met, he began to lose control. “Fuck,” he said, reaching between them to find her clit, desperate to get her off one more time before he exploded inside her.

Her pussy clamped around him. “Coming,” she gasped. “Oh!” Lucy tossed her head back and screamed his name. He thrust up once more and she wrapped her arms around his head, holding him against her breasts.

Need her so much. Love this. Love…

Air choked him as his thoughts shattered with his orgasm.

The revelation that she was even deeper under his skin than he thought rocked him as they both came down from the delicious high.

Lucy smiled shyly at him, stroking his damp hair off his forehead. “That was just what I needed.”

World’s biggest understatement.

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