Page 62 of The Lies We Believe

“Yes?”

His thumb brushed over my slick bottom lip and pulled it down until it bounced free, and I felt more than heard his deep groan. I pushed my ass back against his hardness and slowly rotated my hips in a figure of eight motion in the limited space. After everything we had done, we still hadn’t had full penetrative sex, but that need had become a craving I couldn’t ignore.

I wanted Bane in every way, needed him to replace the touch of everyone who had stolen their pleasure from me at the expense of my suffering.

He had promised he’d teach me what pleasure was, what it felt like to feel a connection with someone that defied the laws of physics. Bane had succeeded and made sex a religious experience. There were no words to describe how he made me feel, and if there were, I had yet to learn them.

Panted breaths heated my cheek, and Bane’s eyes filled with a lust-fueled fire as he stared at me through our reflections.

“I-I thought…m-maybe we could watch...” My bottom lip rolled through my teeth as I fought to smother the grin trying to break free. Bane arched his eyebrow in question and pinched the pebbled nubs on my chest until I was squirming against him and lost the rhythmic roll of my hips. “We could watchIs It Cake?”

Slack jawed, his hold on my throat loosened. “WatchIs It Cake?You are a devious little deceiver, angel.” Bane growled and nipped at my earlobe. “I can think of something else we should do to work up a suitable appetite before we watch that.”

Large hands coasted down my arms, one bracing around my back, while the other hit the back of my knees as he bent down and scooped me into his arms and marched out of the bathroom.

“Bane, put me down.”

“I’ll put you down, alright.” He smirked when I glanced up at him. In a split second, I was sailing through the air and landingwith an undignified thud on the bed. “Out.” Shadow’s head snapped up from where he was basking on the floor in the sun’s rays. I swore he pouted as he left the room with his tail between his legs.

Bane crossed over to the door in two powerful strides and locked it before the weight of his heady gaze pinned me in place. “Now then, as I have the weekend off, I thought we could spend some time getting reacquainted? What do you say, angel?”

Enraptured, I watched him stop at the foot of the bed and work his grey sweats down his ass before kicking them across the floor. His long, thick cock slapped against his abs, a glistening bead of precum leaking from his slit.

Licking my lips, I crawled down the bed toward him. My eyes traced the slow stroke of his hand as he worked himself from root to tip. Saliva pooled in my mouth as arousal flooded my veins and my cock thickened beneath my boxers.

“Come here, angel.” Bane beckoned me with a curl of his finger and patted the foot of the bed. “Lie down on your back with your head over the edge and open that pretty little mouth for me. I want you to get me nice and slick before you finally welcome me home.”

A shiver rolled through me as I got into position. Luckily for Bane, his bed was high, so he’d only have to bend his knees a little to lay his glorious length on my tongue. In position, I tipped my head back far enough to swirl the tip of my tongue over his heavy balls that hung above me.

Bane jolted like he’d been struck by lightning, and his large body collapsed over me, hands braced against the bed by my knees. “Fuck me,” he groaned as I sucked one of his balls into my mouth and laved my tongue around it. “I wasn’t expecting that.” The gravelly texture to his voice had deepened a few octaves, making it a palpable entity that caressed my skin and heated the blood in my veins.

“So fucking beautiful.” I felt each word form against my thigh as soft kisses glided over my skin to my groin. My dick twitched as he mouthed my cloth-covered erection from the base to the head, where he lapped at the wet patch formed from my precum.

“B-Bane,” I whimpered as I released his other ball and wrapped my hand around his steely length, trying in vain to position it so I could wrap my lips around its swollen, glistening head. “I-I need…”

“I know what you need. Just hold still for a second.” I glanced up when his fingers sank beneath the elastic of my boxer briefs. I tensed when the cool air hit my length as he peeled my underwear down my legs. Without thought, I stroked his length and enjoyed the show as his abs contracted and extended above me as he finally divested me of the only item of clothing I was wearing.

Bane’s fingers danced up my legs, traced the juncture where my thighs met my groin, and followed the slight gullies that hinted at abs across my stomach until the heat from his palms massaged my pecs. He tweaked my nipples, and my body vibrated under his ministrations, my hips eagerly lifting off the bed, seeking him out.

“Open for me, baby.”

I blinked, dazed and drowning in my want for him. It felt like a drug, his every touch cementing my addiction, ingraining it in my bones. He dipped his thumb into my mouth, gently pulling my chin down, opening me further as he positioned himself and rested the head of his dick against my lips. The salty flavor of his precum dripped into my mouth and burst across my taste buds. A needy moan vibrated in my chest. I wanted to swallow him whole, but I’d relinquished control to Bane, because I knew he’d take care of me, always putting my needs before his own.

With his hands cupping my cheeks, Bane slowly thrust into my mouth, holding my jaw open while I adjusted to the stretchbefore pushing in. The silky texture of his erection glided down my tongue until it hit the back of my throat, and I swallowed around him, pulling his dick farther down.

“Fuck. I forgot you have no gag reflex.”

My lips twitched. I wanted to smile, but they were stretched to capacity around his girth. One of Bane’s hands moved down to my throat and tightened until he would have been able to feel his cock buried deep inside me. I loved the possessive hold he had on me, but I also knew he did it so he could monitor my pulse as I lost myself to my submission of him.

By the time his heavy balls rested on my chin, my throbbing cock was leaking like a fountain. Precum smeared across my lower stomach, so sensitive that even the air moving had my balls drawing up close.

“Such a good boy for me, angel,” he cooed as he worked his length in and out of my throat.

Saliva seeped from my lips every time he pulled back, so only the glans stayed in my mouth. I sucked in a much-needed breath. I dipped the tip of my tongue into his slit, seeking the next salty drop before he sunk back down into my throat.

I braced my hands on his muscled thighs, my fingers sinking into his flesh hard enough to leave bruises as his tempo increased and he started to use me the way I wanted him to. He owned my heart, body, and soul. There was nothing I wouldn’t do for him—even dying with his cock lodged in my throat. The limited supply of oxygen to my lungs was affecting me. It felt like flying, like I was slowly leaving my body behind, blanketed in a warmth only Bane could give me. The never-ending buzzing in my mind quietened as I gave myself to him.

Hot kisses rained down my spine, and when I opened my eyes, the world slowly came back into focus. I found myself lying on my front, my head resting on my folded arms, my knees tucked under me and my ass in the air. Bane’s hands held theglobes of my ass apart, his heated touch a brand on my skin as his tongue circled the divots at the base of my spine.

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