Page 48 of Lord of Debauchery

“You think you’re winning. Don’t you?” she asked, half laughing. Her eyes were still sparkling, the devilish hint in them forcing a smile on my face as well.

“I know I am. When you figure that out, things will go much easier.”

She nipped my lower lip with enough pressure she drew a drop of blood, laughing again as if scoring another point. “I don’t like easy. Boring.” She even nuzzled into my neck, raking her teeth across my pulse of life.

In turn, I tossed her onto her back on the floor in a wrestling move I’d learned, using my teeth to torment her tender and fully aroused nipple. I took my time, licking and nipping until she cried out in pleasure.

“So bad. So mean.”

My answer was nothing more than a husky growl. She was so wet I sensed her delicious juice was staining my jeans. Not that I gave a shit. The growl remained coming from deep within my core as I swept my lips to her other taut bud, taking my time to roll the tip around in circle after circle. I was able to watch her face as she wrinkled her nose, dragging her tongue across her bottom lip and cinching her eyes shut.

Even the way her breathing changed, becoming much more ragged was spectacular.

However, now I was fed up with the extended foreplay. I pulled back, not bothering to unbutton my shirt before yanking it over my head. Before I had a chance to toss it aside, she’d planted her hands on my chest, kneading my muscles between her fingers.

I adored her touch, the sizzling heat searing both our skins, but the floor was hard and I was a very impatient man. I jumped back onto my haunches, grabbing her hand and as I rose to my feet, I pulled her with me.

She acted as if she was going to make a run for the door before jerking on the front of my jeans instead. As she fumbled to unfasten them, I issued entirely different animalistic sounds, although they were completely predatory in nature.

“Do you want something, baby girl?”

“Oh, yeah,” she breathed. “And like you, I also take what I want.”

I held out my arms as she finally managed to unfasten the button, lifting her heated gaze to study me while she slowly unzipped. As she slipped her fingers under the thick waistband, she winked at me. The little vixen would always have something up her sleeve. I sensed it even now.

As she peeled the sides away, taking her time to push the material over my hips, I cocked my head and lifted an eyebrow. “Be very careful what you do, my little fighter. It could mean the difference in you sleeping in relative comfort tonight and being shackled to the bed instead.”

Her laugh was laced with such mischief my shaft pulsed several times. “Haven’t you figured out that there’s very few bindings I can’t get out of?”

“Perhaps I need to discover where you learned such an admirable skill.”

“If I told you, I’d need to kill you.” She pushed my jeans with oomph but I still had the upper hand, pressing it on her head and forcing her to her knees again.

Not that my actions bothered her in the least. She immediately ripped at the jeans until she was able to yank them off, her chest rising and falling from intense hunger. As she licked down the side of my cock, I threw my head back, trying to keep my wits about me. I had a feeling she was planning on toying with me as long as possible. That wasn’t going to happen.

I needed to be inside of her. I longed to fuck her so hard and so passionately that she screamed out my name. And dear God, I wanted to leave her sore and covered in my cum.

Kenya remained playful, stroking the back of my cock as she darted her tongue across one testicle to the other. Her breath was so hot I was shivering. How spectacular.

“Open that sweet mouth of yours so I can fill it,” I commanded.

She batted her long eyelashes but obeyed. I wasn’t quite so gentle, stuffing her gorgeous mouth with as much of my shaft as possible. As the tip hit the back of her throat, she gagged slightly but pressed her lips around the thick invasion.

I rolled onto the balls of my feet, fingering her hair to keep her in place as I fucked her mouth. I knew I couldn’t take her taunting tongue but for so long. Still, I enjoyed myself for a little while, pumping in and out until pre-cum trickled into her mouth. It was tough not to continue, spewing into her throat, but I wanted to take her in every hole as a reminder of what we shared.

My muscles were tense, my mind still floating on some level of cloud nine. It was all I could do to pull out, almost stumbling when I did.

She peered up at me with amusement in her eyes, wiping her mouth with the back of her hand in an exaggerated manner. When she dared to drag her tongue all the way around her parted lips, I became a true predatory beast. I slipped my arms under hers, jerking her with ease to her feet and tossing her onto her back on the bed.

As she reached for me, I certainly didn’t hesitate to crawl onto the bed, but I shook my finger in front of her. “You’re not in charge.”

“I guess we’ll see about that.”

Yet as I used my knee to kick her legs apart, immediately driving my cock into her tight channel, she arched her back and screamed.

“Buckle up, baby. The passion is just beginning.”

CHAPTER 14

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