Page 48 of Burning Your Lies

Not expecting the roughness, I yelp and hold on to his arms. “Ouch.”

Huxley finds a steady pace as he thrusts deep inside me. “Isn’t this what you wanted? Isn’t that why you came home? So I can fuck you the way you want?” His arms lock around my legs, pushing them closed. He pulls me to the edge of the counter as he mercilessly fucks me. “I can already feel that greedy pussy throbbing. Are you going to come?”

My eyes close as I pinch my nipples through my clothes. “Yes,” I breathe. I’m just about to fall into oblivion when Huxley completely pulls out of me. My eyes snap open. “What the hell?”

He’s masturbating himself, using my juices as lube. “Not yet.” He parts my legs slightly as he pushes back in. “It’s always so wet.”

My nails dig into his shoulders. “I’m going to come.”

He pulls out again. “No, you’re not.”

I squeeze my thighs tight, hoping for some relief. “Hux. Stop it.”

He spreads me open again and spanks my pussy. His fingers rub my clit before they spread my folds open. “Look at the way you’re pulsing. I can see how desperate that cunt is for an orgasm.”

“Give it to me then,” I growl.

He laughs as he fills me again. “When I decide I want you to come, you can. Until then, take my cock like a good girl. Milk me clean and I might reward you.”

I’m not playing this game.I lift my hips to meet his thrusts and it only makes him grin wider. “Please,” I beg, as the wave gets closer. “I need it.”

“You’re dripping all over my cock. You’re so wet, it’s dripping into your asshole.” Huxley spreads my legs and bends my legs asfar back as they can go. “Look at that tight asshole, begging to be fucked.”

I’m ready to let him do whatever he wants to me. “It’s yours. Just let me come.”

He rubs my juices over my asshole. “Nobody worthy to fuck your ass before?” He slowly insets his fingertip into me and lets out the sexiest groan. “I’m going to rail that ass one of these days. So much so, you won’t be able to fucking sit.” He leaves me empty again.

My core isaching.“I’m going to have a shower. And I’m going to fuck myself so hard, you’re going towishit was you,” I spit at him.

He laughs. “Who are you going to be thinking about?”

I consider mentioning Xavier to provoke him, but I know it’s a boundary I shouldn’t cross. I don’t even want to tell him about Xavier kissing my neck. “Anybody but you,” I fire.

He bites his bottom lip as he stares at me. “Take your fucking panties off. And like a dutiful wife, bend over that counter with your legs spread.”

The look in his eyes makes my clit throb. I’m tempted to tell him to fuck off, but I know nothing will satisfy my craving like him. With a stare of determination, I follow his orders. “You better let me come on that bastard cock.”

His fingers raise goosebumps as they trail up my legs and bunch my skirt at my hips. He rubs his head along my pussy before slowly easing back in. One hand fists my hair, while the other reaches my lips. “Spit.” They’re quickly rubbing over my ass again. “Spread your ass.”

I can barely think straight as he teases me with his slow movements. “I’m…”

He stops moving. “I didn’t say yes yet. Now spread your ass cheeks properly.”

“Why?”

“I’m going to train your hole to take my cock.” He takes a few seconds to slide his index finger in and when he does, he lets out the most ungodly groan. “Oh fuck. Your cunt is holding me so tight.”

I feel my walls throb from the assault on my ass. My eyes close as another level of pleasure takes over. “I won’t be able to stop it,” I warn him.

He spanks me. “Control yourself.”

“Please.”

A soft moan elicits from him as he’s wrapped around me again. “Not until you give me what I want.”

His denial has me on the verge of tears as a desperate ache forms inside me. “I don’t know what you want,” I plead. “Tell me what you want, and I’ll do it.”

Huxley doesn’t hear me. Too busy enjoying both my holes. “Your pussy feels even tighter. I’m going to add another finger.”

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