Page 24 of Her Trick His Treat

“Gotta taste you again,” I growled, finding the hole I’d made earlier in the fabric. I gripped it with two hands and tore it the rest of the way.

Pressing my face between her ass cheeks, I growl and tug, lifting her hips so I have access to her sweet dripping slit.

“Fuck, Vixen, are you wet for me?”

“Yes, I’m so wet,” she moans.

Hearing her husky, needy voice was doing ridiculous things to me, making me feel all possessive. But still, I wanted to high five myself for making her obedience part of the game.

“Don’t you worry your pretty little head, Shadow Man is gonna take care of you,” I said, then I rammed my tongue insideher tight channel and moaned as her flavors bursted across my tastebuds.

She tasted so good.

Like raw sex and cherries.

Her cunt clenched around me, but I needed her coming on my cock, not my tongue. Not this time, anyway.

I ripped the foil packet I’d tossed on the bed earlier without her noticing and I have it on my dick in seconds. Moving to my knees I lift her hips and position myself at her entrance.

“Oh my God, are you gonna,” she whimpered, and confusion filled me.

“Vixen, if you want me to stop say it now,” I said, beads of sweat dotting my brow.

“No! Don’t stop,” she begged, and rocked her hips, trying to entice me to move.

She didn’t have to work very hard to get me to want to fuck her.

Jesus. Christ. I wanted that woman with a hunger I’d never felt.

But I was the one in charge. I held her still, needing this to go one way and one way only. And that was rough and fast.

“Please, Shadow Man.”

“Please what?”

“Please, fuck me.”

With a growl on my lips, I gripped her hips roughly and shoved my cock into her tight cunt. A scream tore from her throat, and I frowned, positive I’d felt some resistance.

But that was impossible. A virgin? No fucking way.

“Vixen? Talk to me,” I said and withdrew, noting her sharp gasp.

I spun her onto her back, still kneeling between her splayed legs. It was too fucking dark, but I stroked my fingers into her pussy and withdrew them, bringing them to my mouth.

Pennies laced with cherries.

I tasted fucking pennies mixed with her sweetness and goddamn, that possessive beast that had been prowling around inside of my head all night as far as this woman was concerned came roaring to the forefront with teeth bared.

“You’re a virgin,” I said, not asked.

“No. Well, not now,” she murmured.

“You tricked me, Vixen. And you’ll pay for that. Later. Do you want me to finish it?” I asked, head cocked, as I waited for her answer.

My cock jumped, bumping against her entrance, begging to be let back in. But I had to give her an out.

“Yes. Please. Finish it,” she whispered, her small hands clutching at my hips.

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