Page 64 of Body Tox

“How much you want to sit on my face and let me eat that beautiful cunt of yours?”

Before I could blink, her little body was tackling me to the ground, the blankets lying flat on the cold ground. She was ripping my jacket off, her animalistic instincts leaving scratches on my skin. My shirt was next, pulling off with ease as she straddled my waist.

“Are you trying to steal my virtue?” I laughed my ass off, but then she started kissing my neck, and the laughter turned to stifled moans.

The air was unbelievably cold, but her body heat was as hot as an inferno, creating a tornado of euphoria. She ground on my cock through my pants, her lithe little body rocking like an ocean wave over the bulge.

“You better stop, Little Wraith,” I rasped, the heat growing all over my body.

“Or what?” she taunted, rocking faster, reaching up and grabbing her delicious breasts through the fabric.

I leaned up, removing her shirt and biting her side hard enough to leave a mark, an imprint of my fucking ownership of her.

“You are my target,” I reminded her, biting the same spot harder to hear her whimper.

“Finish me off then, Asher Ballard.” She panted above me, challenge in her stance and her eyes.

I smiled.

“With fucking pleasure.”

She didn’t see my action until she was underneath me, her pants ripped from her legs, my tongue deep in her soaking wet cunt.

“Wha—”

Her words were cut off when I added a finger into her opening pussy. She struggled against me. The feeling of overpowering her made my adrenaline go higher and higher.

“You think I am just going to sit still?” she said breathlessly, bucking against my mouth.

“On the contrary, I’m counting on the fact you won’t.”

She stilled for a minute, feeling my hot breath on her thighs, my teeth sharp on her skin. She wrapped her legs around myneck, her grip as tight as a vise. I could barely breathe. I licked her harder, sucking in air when I could and wrestling with her.

She flipped us over, her on top of me now, her legs around my head was an iron hold that I couldn’t escape even if I wanted to. The blankets were wrapped around my body in a tangled mess. I couldn’t see anything but her beautiful pink pussy in my face.

I fucked her deeply with my tongue, her legs loosening as she drew closer to orgasm. Inhaling a breath and feeling dizzy with the lack of air, I reached up and smacked her pussy. The jolt surprised her and made her scream. I laughed over her pretty cunt as she rode my face.

“Remember what I said, Pretty Boy?” she said, her whole body coated in sweat despite the freezing temperatures around us.

I couldn’t form a thought, and she took advantage of my delay. She wrapped my head in a mess of blankets, wrapping it over and over, my arms tangled underneath her ass. I heard the sound of her slippery pussy, and the wet suction sounds making me harder underneath her.

She pulled my hand free of the blankets, and I felt her push two of my fingers into her soaked pussy. Truly unable to breathe in the fabric she had me constricted under, I finger fucked her hard. My hand became a blur with the pace.

Her nail nicked me as she followed my speed on her clit. I realized she was sitting on my face above the blankets. Maybe she was trying to kill me after all.

Then she screamed. “I told you I’d drown you!”

A stream of come soaked the blankets, burning my lungs, my eyes, and my nose.

She was waterboarding me with her fucking orgasm.

The headiness of that particular torture method made me moan. I gave in, my oxygen stolen in the best fucking possibleway, the blackness taking me with the burning in my chest when I couldn’t expand my lungs any longer.

My last conscious thought was… “You win, Little Wraith, you win.”

Ipulled off the blankets, and he had a fucking smile on his face. I put my head on his chest, and his heart was silent.

I’d won.

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