Page 124 of Seeds of Malice

"Now, circle that pretty clit of yours until I get back."

Her eyes widen. "Where are you going?"

"Bathroom. But you better be coming when I walk back in the room," I state.

She licks her lips, then puts her fingers on her pussy. She slowly plays with herself and asks, "Like this?" She bats her eyelashes.

"Yeah. Now, I'm stepping out of the room. I better hear you when you start to come," I demand.

Her lips purse together.

I tear my gaze off her, go into the bathroom, and open the medicine cabinet.

I'm taking all of her in all ways. When the sun comes up, I'm still going to be fucking her.

I pull out the erectile dysfunction medication I stole from my father. I put some water in my hand and swallow two pills.

Unlike my father, I don't have any issues with my dick. But if I'm going to go nonstop and come inside and all over her in the next eight hours, I need some assistance. The first time will be quick. After that, it'll take me longer to come, but I'll still be able to get hard again. By the time morning arrives, she won't be able to walk.

I wait until I hear her moaning. It's not loud, but the speakers I installed years ago will pick up a pin hitting the floor.

My endorphins spark to life. I lean against the wall, closing my eyes, listening to her pleasure heighten.

It's another obsession I've acquired. When she comes, it's raw. There's nothing fake about Ivy, and she doesn't try to sound any certain way.

Ivy is just…Ivy.

The other girls around here always put on a show, even when they come.

It's annoying as fuck.

My delight grows as I hear her murmur, "Dax. Oh gosh, Dax!"

My baby girl's thinking of me.

Fucking little slut tease.

I'm going to show her what the difference is between her fingers and my cock tonight.

I go to the bedroom and stand in the doorway.

Ivy's skin glistens. She has her eyes shut, and her dark hair fans the covers. Her mouth's in an O, her body trembles, and she's moaning.

I quietly creep toward her and drop my clothes on the floor. I watch until her orgasm subsides, then cage my body over hers.

She opens her eyes, her breathing ragged.

I stroke her cheek, praising, "You're such a good little whore for me."

The fire bursts in her eyes.

I push her leg up and slide into her.

"Oh gosh!" she blurts out.

I put my hand over her mouth, and her eyes widen. I thrust quickly inside her, grunting. "Isn't this better, my little slut? Me inside you?"

A muffled "mmm" escapes her. Her eyes flutter.

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