Page 143 of Sinful

Carefully, I pushed a digit into her wet channel, noting how gloriously tight she was before adding another. I fucked her with my fingers for a moment, hooking them to hit that spot that could get her off while I continued to flick my tongue against her clit.

She came easily, her orgasm making her unconscious body tremble and her wetness rushing out like a fucking volcano.

I ate it all down, eager for more, but knowing my cock wasn’t going to hold out. It ached with want.

I shifted my face away from her pussy and withdrew my fingers before moving forward, my dick in hand. Staring down at her, I took in the relaxed look on her face. Her plump lips. The way her long lashes fanned out against her porcelain cheeks. How her chest rose and fell with each breath she took.

She really was glorious.

Without fanfare, I shoved my way into her hot center, making her body tense at my sudden rough intrusion.

I fucked the same way I shoved into her.

Hard.

She felt like heaven with her pussy sheathed around my cock.

I fucked into her, jostling her while I sucked against her lush tits, leaving my mark along her pale skin.

When I was finished with her tits, I moved to her lips, where I kissed her, never once slowing down on fucking her.

It was when I pulled away to stare down at her that her lashes fluttered.

She was changing. I knew she was. I’d seen it in her eyes before I’d left. She was a sweet little monster deep down inside.

I wanted to tear down the prison she kept herself in and bring her true self into the light.

I’d had plenty of time to think on it. She’d still be my sweet girl, but she’d also be the hellfire the world needed.

That I needed.

I slammed into her hard.

Her eyelids flew open, and she stared up at me, her bottom lip wobbling and tears in her eyes.

“Hello, specter,” I husked out, not slowing for a moment. “Your monster is home.”

She answered by shifting beneath me in such a way so that she had me on my back. I could have stopped her, but I liked her this way. I liked the monster she was becoming.

She straddled me, my dick buried to the hilt inside her tight heat, and rode me, her tits bouncing in my face.

“Fuck,” I groaned out when she pinned my arms over my head and continued her assault.

I rushed to thrust upward to meet her movements, completely lost in her magnificent pussy and everything that was her. My specter.

“Keep riding me like that, and you’re going to make me come,” I growled, nipping at a breast and making her breathe heavier. “Is that what you want? To make me fill you with my come?”

She answered by moving faster, her hands tightening on my wrists as she fucked me. Her long black hair brushed against my face. My chest. The smell of her perfume flooded my senses.

She was all I knew. All I wanted. A creature as broken as I was who I’d kill for.

I overpowered her and was on her in an instant, hammering away inside her body while she arched her back as her impending orgasm teased her.

Quickly, I tugged her forward so she was on my lap this time. She rode me as much as I rode her back.

And then she came with her head back and her chest heaving, her walls clenching around my dick.

I had no choice but to follow her into oblivion, shooting my load deep inside her with a groan I was sure the guys could hear downstairs.

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