Page 54 of Indecent Villain

“I need to get going before I’m missed. I’m sure my brother has eyes on my vehicle.”

My eyes scan the forest for anyone possibly watching before I move off toward the fire road where I left my bike. Cannon’s lack of a plan bothers me, as does his denial about the attack. Is there a new player moving in, or is it Rossi getting greedy?

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KINSLEY

SharingTiberius’s bed these past few nights has been wonderful and frustrating. The man has stuck to his word of not taking my virginity before I’m eighteen. I do feel closer to him because of our shared space. He’s held my naked body against his, and we’ve talked about anything and everything.

His chest rises and falls with each breath as he sleeps, while my gaze roams over his exposed skin. It’s sun-kissed and adorned with intricate ink.

I stick my tongue out and lick one of his nipples. He groans, and his erection hardens against my hip. I carefully slide on top of him. His hands instinctively reach for me and pull me closer as he starts to wake. With a mischievous grin, I continue exploring his body with my lips and tongue, eager to wake him up in the best way possible. He arches his hips, and the thick length of him wedges between the lips of my pussy. I release a soft moan as his hardness presses against me, my body responding eagerly to his touch. As he fully awakens, his hands roam over my skin, and the desire between us is palpable in the air.

Tiberius slowly rocks his hips, creating new tension in my body.

"Kinsley," he groans.

"I'm eighteen today, and it's my turn," I tell him.

I bring my lips to his and kiss him. His hands tighten around me as he pulls me closer with a hunger in his eyes that matches my own.

I wiggle down his body, licking my way as I go. His breath hitches as I reach my destination. I take him in my mouth and savor the taste of him. He moans softly, his fingers threading through my hair as he guides me in rhythm with his movements.

"Kinsley," he says in warning, which I ignore.

I wrap a hand around him and stroke while I lap at the precum oozing from him. His grip on my hair tightens, urging me to take him deeper. The intensity of his pleasure is palpable as I continue to please him with fervor.

My pussy feels swollen with arousal, and my nipples are hard and tingly. I notice that Tiberius now has his hands fisted in the covers beneath us while I lavish his cock.

He plops out of my mouth as I move up his body. His eyes hold mine. Straddling him, I lift myself up and take hold of him. I place him at my entrance and slowly push downward so he enters me slightly.

"Fuck, Kinsley, I'm never going to survive you." His hands land on my hips.

Without dislodging his cock, I sit more upright and press down harder on him.

"Help me, Tiberius. I want every inch of you inside me."

His hold tightens as his fingers dig into my hips, and with one hard thrust, he pulls me down, burying himself deep inside me.

I cry out as pain lances through me. I squeeze my eyes closed, but a tear slips free.

"Don't move. Breathe, Kinsley," Tiberius instructs.

He grips me to him. I catch my breath as pleasure ripples through me. I feel his lips on my neck and his warm breath against my skin.

"You're so beautiful," he whispers, and I feel myself melting into him.

The pain gradually disappears as a wave of ecstasy replaces it, leaving me gasping for more with each slow slide of his cock.

"Oh," I exclaim.

Tiberius’s eyes light up. "That's it." He's propped up in bed and lets his eyes rove over me. "I never expected to wake up with your mouth on me."

I smirk. "You feel really big inside me."

"Your pussy is strangling my cock." He cups my breasts. "And these are the prettiest breasts I've ever seen."

"Seen a lot, then?"

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