Page 63 of Unmasked

I pull back, sucking in a deep breath. “I love your cock.” Then I shove him deep inside my mouth.

“Fuck yes.” He moves his hips, fucking my throat. “Fucking heaven.”

I let him fuck my mouth, tears and saliva dripping from my chin. His moans and groans fuel me. Being on my knees, pleasing him like this, makes me feel powerful.

“Fuck, baby. Stop before I come.” He pulls his cock from my mouth, grabbing my hands and dragging me to my feet. “I need you to sit on my face.”

A squeak comes from my throat. He lifts me in his arms, carrying me to his bedroom. As soon as he sets me on my feet, he tugs my dress overhead, then removes my bra and panties.

His eyes burn with desire and lust as he crawls onto the bed and gestures for me to join him. “Heels stay on, little prey.”

Fuck.

I feel sexy as hell as I crawl onto the bed, my eyes locked with his. When I reach his head, I grab the headboard and throw one leg over his face. His moans, his voice low and deep. “So fucking wet for me.”

He grabs my hips, pulling me down onto his face. His tongue drags through my folds. My loud moan fills his bedroom. “Holy shit.” I rock my hips against his face, desperate for more. “That feels so damn good.”

“That’s it,” he murmurs against me. “Ride my fucking face.”

I whimper, my knuckles turning white as I hang onto the headboard. “Oh my God.” My eyes roll back as I ride his face. “Don’t stop. Don’t ever stop.”

He moans against me, his hands tightening on my hips as he glides me over his tongue faster. My lips and legs beginquivering, every nerve ending on fire. “Jesus.” My mouth and throat are dry as my breaths heave from my lungs. “Fuck, you eat my pussy so damn good.”

He moans, and the vibrations nearly send me over the edge. I drag myself over him faster, my core tightening as the orgasm approaches.

“Fuck, yes,” I yell when he reaches up and squeezes my nipples. “I’m gonna?—”

I scream his name, the orgasm barreling through me with the force of a tidal wave. I lean my head back, floating among the stars, my body shaking like a leaf.

Stryker sticks with me, licking me through the aftershocks. When I’m finished, he moves his face slightly. My arousal gleams on his lips and chin as he rasps, “Ride me, little prey. Show me how much you want my cock.”

I don’t know why his words turn me on so much, but I eagerly slide down his body, sinking onto his cock. We moan in unison, my forehead falling against his.

“I love you, Stryker.”

He licks his lips, grinning up at me. “I fucking love you with every piece of me, Mallory.” Then he pulls me down into a kiss, driving into me from below. I move with the pace and rhythm he sets, taking him as deep as possible.

I climb higher, and the pleasure is so good it hurts. “I don’t know if I can do this,” I sob, tears falling down my cheeks.

“Yes, you can,” He pants, his eyes full of conviction. “I can’t hold back. We’ll come together, okay?”

I nod, and his lips cover mine with a moan. “That’s it, little prey. Fuck daddy’s cock,” he whispers against my lips. “Show me how good it feels inside you.”

His words send me over the edge. I scream, my pussy clenching around him, feeling his hot come exploding inside me.

I murmur incoherent things as the orgasm drags on, wringing every bit of strength and energy from me.

When it’s over, I collapse in his arms, panting. “I can’t move.”

He chuckles against me. “You have no idea how hot you looked, fucking me wearing those heels.”

I snort, giggling against his neck. “Did I ever tell you that you smell amazing?”

I feel his smile against my hair. “Nope.” He presses a kiss on the top of my head. “You always smell amazing.”

“Mmm. What do I smell like?”

“Mine.”

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