Page 66 of Touch of Evil

Bren

Hands run through my hair, across my chest, my stomach, and shoulders, at the same time. There are four women on top of me—no, fourEmmies. I feel her everywhere. I want to bite her, suck her and drive deep inside her. But I’m scared. Fuck me, I’m terrified.

I don’t want to hurt her. I’m out of control and I don’t think I can stop.

We kiss for seemingly hours until one of her hands push mine up to her breast and her teeth find my neck.

Emme

The more daring I become, the more Bren responds to my touch. When my nibbles turn to bites, he finally touches me—reallytouches me. As I vocalize my pleasure, he stops, choosing only to kiss me.

I haven’t taken many lovers, and I think I’m doing all the right things. But even before Bren stops kissing me, I sense him pull away. I lift off him, stunned when I see how terrified he appears.

“Bren, don’t you like what I’m doing to you?”

Bren

Are you insane? Fuck yeah.

“Yes?” I offer.

Emme gives a wiggle and lifts her hair away so I can see her. “Then why don’t you show me?” she asks.

Her hands andtouchtake hold of me once more, stroking my long, throbbing hardness.

“Please,” she begs in a seductive whisper that reflects the passion swimming through her gaze. “Please show me.”

Her fingertips skim down my chest and hertouchturns aggressive, exploring every inch of me until I’m practically on fire. She tugs, strokes, bowing my back and forcing me to dig my fingers through the mattress.

She bites her bottom lip, smiling with lust as she toys with me.

Long waves of her messy hair sweep against her shoulders. Never has a woman looked so sexy, and never have I felt like this.

Her pulls are unrelenting, dire, as if she can’t stop until I release.

“Emme.” I gasp, grunting and speaking through my teeth. “I don’t want to hurt you.”

“You won’t,” she promises. “Please, Bren. Make us both feel good.”

Emme gives me one last jerk and I explode into action. I flip her onto her back and enter her with my fingers. My teeth graze her nipples as my mouth roams her body.

She moans, beating back a scream.

She’s becoming louder.

It’s just not loud enough.

I spread her legs, dipping my head to taste her.

Emme bucks, jumping further down the bed. She reaches out to me, using her power to return the favor.

An invisible tongue finds me, moving down to my base and taking me fully. I like it. It’s good, damn good. But she wants more.

She breaks away from me and buries her face into my lap. The scrape of teeth grazing along my thick length only doubles our lust. Emme can do no wrong.

We continue like fervent lovers, frantic to out-do the other. I moan and growl. She gasps and whimpers, pleading for me to go harder.

When I think I can’t hold back anymore, she begs me to take her completely.

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