Page 75 of Devious Lies

And I want it. I want all of it.

“Luc!” I yell his name.

“That’s right, Baby Girl. Say my fucking name. Scream it,” he grunts, pulling my hair back so my face lifts off the desk.

But he doesn’t let any other part of me move.

He pounds into me, his pace punishing.

“Tell me who owns this body. Say it.”

“Luc owns it! Oh, God. Yes,” I whimper.

My legs are shaking.

Thank God for Luc and the desk holding me up.

Heat starts inside my core. A fiery thrill of feeling writing around, teasing my clit. And I need more.

As if he senses it, Luc’s hand snakes around my hip. The feel of his pants against my bare thighs only heightens the sensations rolling through me.

“Goddamn, these panties are fucking perfect,” he grunts, finding the slit in front, and delving inside the fabric so he can access my aching clit.

Three rubs and I explode. The sound coming out of me is something else. It’s inhuman.

But it must be okay because it seems to send Luc right over the edge.

Hot cum fills me, and it feels so good.

Is that normal?

I mean, should I like the way his cum feels leaking out of me?

I feel him lean back, but his hand is on my back, keeping me where I am.

“W-what are you doing?”

Then his fingers are there as his dick slides out of me. Luc is gathering his cum and pushing it back inside my cunt.

“You look so fucking hot, Baby Girl, dripping with my cum.”

I squirm and try to move. But he’s still looking. And I’m not sure what to do.

“Stay there,” he says, and I listen.

I always listen when we’re like this and Luc gives me an order.

I can’t help it.

It’s the most liberating feeling I have ever had. And I really want that feeling to remain.

I want both.

Freedom.

Him.

I want it all.

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