Page 63 of Scorching Lies

She wets her lips before opening her mouth peering up at me through long thick lashes. Her grey eyes darken as she inches down my cock slowly, eyes roll to the back of my head when her lips hit the base of my cock. But when she swallows around me, hollowing out her cheeks and my tip hits the back of her throat, I almost drop to my fucking knees.

“That’s it. Good girl, always so fucking filthy for me.”

I grip both sides of her face, using my hold to start pumping in and out of her mouth. Shoving myself farther down her throat with each thrust, she gags with each inch I give her. Tears springfrom the corners of her eyes, but she never moves her stare from mine. We hold each other's gaze, my hips picking up speed, her throat squeezing around my dick.

“Fuck, Killer. You suck my dick so goddamn good.” I moan.

I’m letting her see me come undone, but I don’t fucking care. She’s open and ready to take all of me and I’m going to take my time with her.

“You on your knees taking my dick so good is where I want you right now. Your place is anywhere my cock is ready and waiting for you.”

Her tongue circles my dick, her lips pulling back while I slam forward, causing my legs to shake. I fuck her mouth harder, like she’s on death row and I’m giving her, her last meal.

“Your mouth was made for me. I’m going to fuck your face and then I’m going to bend you over and fuck that tight little cunt until everyone in Hawthorne hears you screaming my name.”

A moan vibrates up my dick, embedding itself into my veins. My girl likes the sound of that. Her hand glides up my leg, meeting the edge of my pants where she dips in to cup my balls. Twisting and squeezing them while I shove her mouth down over and over, I thrust one more time spilling down her throat. Her red lips smile around a mouthful of my cum dripping out of her perfect, swollen lips. Cleaning me with her tongue, she releases me with a wet plop. Taking my thumb I catch a drop of my cum from the corner of her mouth and raise an eyebrow. Without a word she opens up and takes my thumb into her mouth, sucking it clean. Standing, she grips my dick with a rough fist pulling on it while looking me dead in my eyes with a smile.

Her other hand grabs the back of my head, yanking me forward, bringing us nose to nose.

“You taste like brimstone and nightmares.” She whispers.

Slamming her mouth down on mine, she kisses me with possessive claiming and I fucking let her. I give her everything she wants and more. She bites down on my lip, sucking it into her mouth, a groan leaves my throat. Stepping back, she makes a show of turning slowly, hips swaying, she rolls her skirt up above her hips so I can see her bare ass.

“Fucking hell.” I grunt.

Kenna Kingston is a wet fucking dream come to life. Standing in front of me with her fuck me eyes looking at me over her shoulder. Those stockings she wears have been cut to only go up to her thighs, leaving only her ass and pussy on display. She’s fucking bare for me. With a wink she bends forward and spreads her legs open, giving me a perfect view of her dripping cunt.

My dick jumps to life with the sight before me.

“I guess it’s a good thing my place is anywhere your dick is out and ready for me.” She smarts.

Her fucking smartass mouth. Kenna watches me hesitate, my hand twisting around my dick, my feet carrying me closer to her.

“Want me to fuck your needy little pussy?”

She eyes me before nodding her head in a jerky move.

“Ask me.”

She curls her lip in defiance, but she knows I won’t give in before she does. My girl can fight it all she wants, but she needs this justas much as I do. Plucking a lily from beside me, I twist and twirl it between my fingers while she stares at me.

“Ask me and I’ll let you come all over my cock while I fuck you with this.” I lift the orange lily.

We can hear students passing by the garden, but neither of us move. The silence between us is deafening. The little killer thinks she’s slick, her hand disappearing between her legs, searching for something to ease the ache.

“Aht Aht.” I say, pinching the back of her thigh.

Moving forward, I run the head of dick through her slick pussy. Dipping forward to press up against her entrance she sways slightly. Using one foot I tap the inside of her ankle, signaling her to spread wider for me. Taking the flower I smear her cum over the petals and wait for her to bring those smokey eyes to me. Her mouth parts on an inhale when I take the petals and lick them clean.

“Fuck, Killer.” I groan.

“Please, Rye.” She whines.

My fingers dig into her hip, holding her in place. Slamming forward, I enter her in one move.

“Ryker!” She screams.

“That’s it, Killer. Let everyone know who owns your body.”

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