Page 119 of Devil Mine

There’s a mischievous twinkle in her eye.

“Not as hard as you,” she replies, before popping the band of my briefs down and freeing my cock.

My dick bobs between us, thick and angry and hard as stone like it always is when she’s near. Tess leans forward and dribbles saliva directly onto my tip. The visual is obscene and I’m already struggling not to release the armrest so I can bury my hands in her hair. She runs her palm over my head and down my shaft, wetting my length. Gripping me tightly in her hand, she starts moving up and down in twisting, squeezing motions. A trail of goosebumps explodes up my back and my breathing falters.

The physical sensations are nothing compared to the total mindfuck that is seeing the expression on her face. She stares at my dick wide-eyed and open-mouthed like she’s never seen anything more beautiful in her life. Her gaze pings from my length to my face, her attention drawn to my mouth when I drop my head back and curse loudly.

Growling, I lift my head and stare down at her. “What did I tell you about looking at my cock like that?”

“That you’d…that you’d shove it down my throat.”

Darkness gleams in my eyes. “So what are you waiting for? You wanted to get on your knees for me. Why don’t you open that pretty mouth and remind me what it can do?”

I grunt when she squeezes my shaft in warning, eyes flashing. “No. You’re not in charge right now. I’ll suck your dick when I’m good and ready to.”

Then she leans forward and tentatively licks a line up the seam of my balls, blowing a breath on the wet skin. A full body spasm slams through me.

“Jesus,” I rasp.

Encouraged by my violent reaction, she sucks one of my balls into her mouth. Rolling it gently between her lips, she combines laps of her tongue against the soft flesh with swift pumps of her hand up and down my shaft. My pulse pounds loudly in my veins as my eyes roll back into my head.

“Oh, fuck,” I moan.

The way she stares up at me with her nose pressed up against my cock is criminal. Power shines brightly in her eyes. She’s getting off on her control, on seeing me lose mine. She alternates between my balls, sucking one into her mouth, then the other, as her other hand comes up to join the first on my shaft. And then she’s jerking me off with both hands at once, making me lose my mind as she continues to tongue me with the skills of a pro.

Red, angry possessiveness slithers into my veins, making my hands twitch dangerously on the armrests.

“Who the fuck taught you how to do this?” I demand. Realizing any answer is going to piss me off, I screw my eyes shut, grit my teeth and throw my head back against the chair. “Never mind, I don’t want to know. Whoever he is, he’s dead,” I grunt, mindless with lust. “He’s fucking dead.”

The thought of her doing this with another man is enough to kill my erection, so I wipe the visual from my mind before it does. I thrust savagely up into her grip, trying to get more, harder,faster. Desperate to stuff her mouth full of my cock so she forgets every single fucker that came before me.

“Metértela en la boca,” I demand, so dazed with desire that I lose my command over the English language.

Pleasure tightens my abdomen until I can barely breathe. I’m white knuckling my hold on the armrests to keep myself from reaching for her, the wood creaking loudly under the force of my grip.

When she licks a straight line from the seam of my balls up my entire shaft and then swirls her tongue around my tip, collecting the pre-cum glistening there, I nearly blow. She traces the deep groove of my head, circling it over and over with her hot tongue.

“Amor…ugh. Ah, god,amor,I’m not going to last if you keep doing that.”

“Your cock is so pretty, did you know that?” she purrs, lapping at my shaft with greedy, speedy laps of her tongue.

Peering up at me from beneath her eyelashes, she trails her tongue slowly up to my tip, pauses, then closes her mouth around my head.

Then she takes the entirety of my cock between her lips and pushes down, continuing until her face is pressed against my groin and my dick hits the back of her throat.

I suck in a shocked breath. My head goes back and I let loose a long list of vulgar expletives as pleasure fires through every synapse in my entire body. Not wanting to miss a second of seeing her mouth stretched around my cock, my neck snaps forward and I stare down at her. I find her eyes still on me, gleaming arrogantly at my reaction. She pulls back and releases me with apopbefore coming all the way back down once more.

“Good girl,” I groan. “Suck it just like that.”

Pleased by my praise, she hums, sending a flurry of vibrations up my shaft. More goosebumps erupt up my back and over my nape, making me shudder violently. She rolls my balls with one hand, the other wrapping around my base and moving in conjunction with her wet mouth.

I thrust up into her throat and she chokes loudly. The obscene sound has dark possessiveness blasting through me. The visual of her unable to breathe because my thick cock gags her is almost too much to bear.

“Let me touch you,” I breathe. My grip is painful on the armrest, my fingers red and strained from the effort.

Her hair falls in front of her face as she bobs up and down, sucking my dick into her mouth with unabashed enthusiasm. I’m itching, twitching,dyingreally, to push it off her shoulders so I can see her. To fist it in my hand and use it to guide my cock deeper into her throat. I’m desperate to get involved.

“Say I can touch you,amor.”

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