Page 105 of The Lies We Steal

Continuing to use her mouth however I can, shoving myself into the back of her throat so I hear that satisfying soft gag from her. Every thrust she keeps her lips sealed around my cock, flicking her tongue when she can.

Everything I was giving she took. She ate it up willingly, giving it just as good as she was getting it. There was nothinghotter than seeing her on her knees for me.

Almost as if she knew I was watching, her eyes open, green orbs finding my gaze and holding it. Throughout it all she doesn’t stop sucking, she stays there just for me. Head bobbing up and down, never missing the rhythm of my hips.

I’d never felt so exhilarated. Sex never felt like this. Nothing had ever felt like this.

The sloppy sounds echo in the air, making my hands curl into her hair, wanting more of her every second she’s down there. I’m too big for her to breathe through her nose forever, so I pull back, letting her gasp for air once I’m out of her mouth.

“Holy shit,” She chokes, voice croaky, coughing a bit as she wipes her chin, looking up at me with tears streaming down her face from the aggressive nature. If I had my phone I would’ve taken a picture so I could jerk off to it every day for the rest of my life.

Her red rimmed eyes, crimson cheeks, swollen lips and saliva dripping from the corners of mouth. She was ruined, gasping for air beneath me and all I wanted was more.

I wanted her shattered, to collect her tears in a jar and use them as lube to jerk my cock later. Everything she was, I wanted to inhale, break, use up until I was finished.

I bend down, pressing my fingers into her cheeks guiding her up from her knees and towards my lips. My kiss is painful, punishing her mouth with my own as our tongues wind around each other like snakes.

Sitting myself back into the chair, pulling her back between my thighs so that I can undo the button of her jeans. My fingers hooking the loops and tugging them down her slender legs.

Stepping out of them gracefully, holding my shoulders for guidance as she removes her panties, taking control once again and crawling into my lap. I feel the heat from her cunt pulsating against my stiff rod.

I reach my hand up wrapping it around her throat, pulling her towards my mouth once again, “You’re gonna take my cock aren’t you, Briar? Let me fuck you until I come?”

Reaching into my back pocket finding the condom I slipped inside there, I raise the package up between my lips, tearing it open with my teeth and sliding it down my shaft. Never once taking my eyes off her.

She nods softly, reaching between us to grasp my cock in her right hand, dragging the head of my dick from the top of her slit all the way down the bottom, coating me in her juices.

My tip pushes between her lips, a single moment of just that inside of her, before I press my hands into the side of her narrow hips, slamming her down the entire length of my shaft.

I drop my head to her shoulder, groaning in pleasure as she gasps in surprise in both pleasure and slight discomfort as she adjusts to my size. I can hear her breathing heavily into my ear, gentle moans flooding my senses as she begins to rock her hips above me.

I can feel her nipples poking through her shirt into my body, her warm torso and those full, round thighs pressed into my own. A wordless moan escapes her mouth with every dip of her hips that sends my cock thrusting into her once more filling her tight walls.

Fingernails dig into my shoulder blades her momentum picking up, leaning forward as she concentrates every muscle in her body into fucking herself on my shaft. I run my tongue along the column of her throat gathering the drops of sweat, relishing in the salty sweet taste of her on my tongue.

“Alistair, I—” She whimpers, losing her rhythm and I know it’s because she is craving more. She needs more.

“What baby? Tell me what you need and I’ll give it to you.” I coo into her ear, a smirk adorning my lips. I just want to hear her say it. I want to hear her break down and ask me.

“I…I, fuck this feels so good. How does this feel so good?” She cries, moving in a figure eight position trying to find that perfect spot for my cock to hit.

I curl my left arm around her waist, pushing her down on my dick, forcing her to take every single inch, stretching her little pussy around my length.

“Tell me what you want, Briar.” I demand.

“Fuck me, please? I want you to fuck me.” She says all needy and soft.

It’s the only thing I need to piston my hips up to meet hers. Keeping her held down, so my cock is the only thing moving in and out of her slick tunnel. Gliding through her pussy like it was fucking made for me.

My thighs slap against her ass echoing around the conservatory, my orgasm building with speed. I just need her to come first, I need to feel her clenched all around me screaming my name before I busted.

I use my free hand to wind around her throat, squeezing the sides of her neck near the base putting pressure on her ability to breath. I increase the pressure, holding tightly watching her eyes roll into the back of her head as she tries to fight the urge to need oxygen.

I’m triggering that fight or flight instinct in her brain. Giving her that safe kind of high she can overdose on. The kind that makes her toes curl and her blood feel like it’s on fire.

She looked like a fucking goddess.

Taking my cock like such a good girl, body arched towards me, head tilted back, mouth gaped open and her eyes shut tightly as stars flashed behind her eyelids.

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