Page 132 of Unwrapping Deviance

I free my hand and circle the thick appendage. I stroke as I tell him how I rode his brother’s cock. Twice.

“Sore?”

I promptly shake my head, adding, “Promise.”

Daniel pushes up into a sitting position and drags me to him. My back is positioned against his chest with my legs thrown wide over both of his.

“Do you want to hear about a reoccurring fantasy I’ve had?” he drawls in that deep cadence that makes my core clench.

He makes me lift my hips as he reaches under me and grips the base of his swollen dick.

I don’t need prompting.

I impale myself on the beautiful spear and let my own lubrication and Christian’s cum take me to the bottom in a single descent.

“Tell me,” I breathe, fully seated and stretched with my knees up.

“This.” He draws me back flush to him.

In this position, I can see where he’s filling me. I can see my swollen clit and the sheen I leave on him when I pump my hips.

He stops me. “No. Just this.”

I’m a little confused for a second, but I let him hook an arm across my middle and just hold me.

“After I’d get home from work and find you on the sofa with your book. I’d imagine sitting with you like this. You could continue reading. I’d answer emails on my phone. But the whole time, your pussy would keep my cock warm. Occasionally, I’d play with your clit, tease your nipples, but that’s it.”

I don’t understand the appeal, but if this is something Daniel wants to try...

I dislodge him and hurry off the bed. He doesn’t stop me as I dart into my room, grab my book off the nightstand and hurry back.

He gives me a grin that makes my heart flutter as I climb back into his lap and reposition myself.

With his dick firmly tucked back inside me, my book open in my hand and his phone in his, Daniel drags the sheets up around our legs. I rest my head back against his shoulder as I start to read.

Try to read.

Daniel’s free hand brushes down my stomach to pull apart my lips. His finger flicks my clit. Scatters my concentration. Teasing my hips into rolling against his touch. Pumping along his cock.

“Shhh,” he whispers into my ear when I moan. “Need my baby to stay wet when warming Daddy’s cock. Don’t cum.”

I’m trying to resist.

It’s a big ask when he’s literally toying with my switch.

After a minute, he stops and resumes his scrolling on his phone. I return to my book. We’re both quiet until he does it again.

I think I can almost understand the point. It’s not exactly edging, but I definitely like the feel of him inside me, stretching my walls, resting deep, deep in my body. I do like the way my body seizes and moistens around him like a greedy mouth when he gets me close.

“Christian’s calling.”

Comfortable in my position, head back, eyes closed, I start at the first piece of conversation in, I don’t know how long.

I turn my face to the phone he’s gripping in his big hand.

Sure enough, Christian’s beautiful face fills the screen. His attention is fixed on the road as the device tries to connect the call.

Daniel swipes to answer.

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