Page 47 of Destructive Truths

Drawing her knees apart, she opens wide, giving me a glorious view of her dripping cunt.

Unable to stop myself, I lower my mouth and flatten my tongue against her swollen clit, teasing her with slow, open-mouth kisses. Her hips rock with every stroke, chasing the high I’m building. Like a starved man, I lap and suck until my fucking tongue goes numb, and she’s begging me to push her over the edge. Adding two fingers, I plunge them into her depths, loving how she clamps around my digits.

“Dev, please. I need to come.”

“As you wish, darlin’.” I curl my fingers, drawing them in and out in slow, deep thrusts. Within seconds, her breaths become heavy pants, and she explodes, my name erupting from her mouth with a satisfied cry.

TWENTY-EIGHT

SAOIRSE

Hands tied behind my back, my spine curves as Liam tugs against the fabric, pulling my front off the mattress to meet him at the foot of the bed. A spark of ecstasy blazes through me, setting my skin on fire. My breath catches in my throat, tightening my lungs. My orgasm attacks my nerve endings, and I struggle to control my shaky limbs.

Liam’s name rolls off my tongue, and his grip on my wrists tightens, tugging with so much force I spring back against his chest. With a move I wasn’t expecting, he wraps his arm around my waist, his hand splaying my stomach, and he twists us like he’s Magic fucking Mike.

His back hits the mattress with a soft thud as his feet plant on the floor, then suddenly I’m straddling his thighs in a reverse cowgirl. His fingertips dig into my hips, raising my body before bringing me closer to his face.

“Take a seat, Saoirse.” He tugs, burying his face between my thighs. His tongue laps up every drop. Still sensitive from the last orgasm, my hips shudder against every stroke. “Jesus Christ. I can’t.”

“Yes, you can.”

Using my knees, I try to balance above him without tumbling off the edge of the bed, but he doesn’t relent, holding me steady as he tortures me with his pursuit.

His hot breath teases, “Darlin’, don’t be shy. I said take a fuckin’ seat. Let me eat you front to back until you’re coming all over my fuckin’ face.”

My body ignites, and he dives back in, giving no mercy. Before I know it, my second orgasm races to the surface, and I’m coming so hard I see fucking stars. Liam grips my hips, fingers indenting my skin, savouring the taste he pulls from me. Finally, when I feel like I’m about to collapse into a boneless mess, he lets up. “Fuck, Free Bird. I could eat your pussy all day and still crave more.”

Between his legs, his rock-hard cock calls to me. My mouth waters, and I have a sudden urge to wrap my lips around his engorged head and taste the metal decorating his crown against my tongue. “Untie me,” I demand. “It’s my turn.”

Liam’s chuckle vibrates beneath me, then he lifts my body with ease, placing me on the floor between his legs as he pulls himself into a seated position. “Not tonight, darlin’. Tonight is about you.”

“But I want to.”

“Tomorrow.” His hot breath brushes against my spine, spreading a shiver through me.

Suddenly, he removes the restraint from my wrists and I stretch my arms above my head, freeing the dull ache across my shoulders from being tied for so long. “Now, turn that sexy body around so I can see your face as I fuck you.” I turn to face him, and he tugs me closer. “Climb on, darlin’.”

Positioning myself on his lap, I rest my knees on the mattress, then lower myself onto his dick. His delicious piercings tease past my entrance, and my body bows at the sensation. “Oh, that feels so good.”

With a wicked smile, he grinds upward, rolling his pelvis like an expert, hitting me right where I need him most.

Over and over, he rotates his hips, thrusting into me with slow, deep strokes.

“That’s it, Free bird. Grip that dick with your tight pussy. Show me how you make me come.”

I match his movements, fucking his cock like a dirty little dancer.

His hands roam my skin as his mouth latches onto my nipple, sucking, licking, nipping. The sensation is almost too much to bear, and before I know it, my pussy clamps around him, pulsating with the force of yet another release. “Oh, fuck. I’m gonna come.”

“Give it to me, baby,” Liam cries. “I want your everything.”

Black spots form behind my eyes and white lightning spreads through me. “There. Oh, yes, Devin.”

He pumps his hip again, this time his movements are more forceful. His speed picks up, and then he’s throwing his head back as his own orgasm ripples through him. “Fuck, Saoirse. Take it all, darlin’.”

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Freshly showered and utterly sedated, I lie sprawled against Liam’s side, his arm slung around me as I rest my head against his pec.My body feels boneless, completely satisfied after Liam’s sex marathon mission. The guy has stamina and endurance in abundance. It’s been hours, and if I wasn’t hanging on by a thread, he’d be more than happy to go again, but I couldn’t take any more of his delicious form of torture.

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