Page 81 of Lord of Debauchery

His slow and tender series of kisses shifted down the side of my neck to my chest. Now he was using his tongue, dragging it between my breasts and underneath both. But when he sucked on my nipple, I jerked up from the bed onto my elbows. I wanted to watch him. I needed to breathe. I didn’t want to miss a thing about this moment.

The sensations were so powerful they created a series of vibrations. I moaned and tossed my head as he shifted to my other nipple, sucking and biting down. The pain was amazing, more so than before. It was as if I was feeling things even deeper, allowing myself to become the unbridled woman I suspected he wanted.

And at this moment, I certainly didn’t mind giving it to him.

With every swipe of his tongue, I sensed a greater urgency, a need that he’d tried to fight as well. But here we were, both in desperate need of the other. He had his eyes locked on me as he rolled his lips down my abdomen, causing a ticklish reaction.

I couldn’t help but laugh, my mind already spinning to a moment of bliss.

In a sinfully delicious move, he gathered my legs in his arms, spreading them wide open and driving the entire length of his tongue inside. I was slickened and sticky from his cum, shocked he was as hard as he was so soon.

But this was filthy and decadent. I arched my back, gasping for air as he feasted on my wetness, burying his entire face into my pussy.

He was making intense animal-like sounds, adding to the insanity and God, I loved it. So much so I wasn’t just wet from being so excited. Beads of perspiration were also rolling down both sides of my face.

“Oh. Yes. Yes. Yes.”

I couldn’t care less if anyone heard me. I was unhinged and loved every second of it.

The man was nothing but an animal, licking and making slurping sounds. Who did that? Oh, yes, a real beast in the wild. I was torn between wanting this to last forever and wanting to beg him to drive his cock back into my aching pussy.

I had a feeling I wouldn’t need to make that request. He would do so when he chose and how he determined he would take me.

Since when had I ever wanted to give up control? And to a man? God, no.

There was no holding back the crazy and electric orgasm as it rushed into me. My scream was scattered at best because my breathing was cut off, my lungs doing everything to try to capture enough air.

He shook his head back and forth, the effect more stimulating than before. I was driven into an even more intense wave as if electric prods were being driven into various parts of my body. This was what pure ecstasy was all about.

The moment wasn’t nearly long enough but I knew he was losing his control for a second time. At least I knew I had that kind of effect on him. He reared back, gasping for air. The look on his face was indescribable but managed to catch me off guard.

I was trying to learn how to breathe all over again as he crawled between my legs. The man had no need to position his cock. He simply drove it inside my pussy. The ache was real, so ripped full of current I knew I screamed out fully and completely, but my mind was a foggy blur.

He planted his arms on either side of me, his upper lip curling on both sides. His eyes were even more piercing than before, never blinking as he fucked me long and hard.

How could he have so much control? How could he be this hard so soon? Too many questions muddled my mind that didn’t need answers.

I was just about ready to squeeze my muscles in my Herculean effort to resume some control when he pulled all the way out, wagging his finger at me, his smile getting bigger.

As he flipped me over onto all fours, he cracked his hand against my backside several times. The stimulation pulled at every part of me. I dropped my head, placed into a beautiful lull as he brought me to the brink of total surrender.

That occurred when he jammed his thumb inside of my asshole, pumping several times. The pain was nothing like it had been before.

Only a few seconds passed before it was obvious he was too far gone, his needs returning. As soon as he pressed the tip of his cock into my dark hole, he wrapped his fingers around my hair, using the long strands as a leash.

And he rode me long and savagely like a horse, pushing at every button of decency and desire. So much of my life had been filled with hiding who I was, doing my best to deny my heritage. Now I was able to confide in a man who was likely one of a few who could completely understand my reason for hiding the information and for cringing every time our family name was mentioned.

It was an insane moment of feeling even freer than I had before, completely devoid of the heavy weights wearing me down over the years. I was breathless, happy, and it didn’t make any sense.

Beckham rubbed his fingers down my spine, whispering words that were so filthy I felt a flush of heat creeping up both sides of my face.

“You’re my little whore. I’m going to enjoy fucking you every single day. You will obey me. If not, you will be punished.”

There was a different lilt to his voice even if it was still dark and dangerous.

Just like the man.

I was so into the moment I couldn’t care less about anything else around us.

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