Page 41 of Devil In A Suit

Completely drained of strength, she offers no resistance when I gather her limp body into my arms. In fact, she clings to me, her arms wrapping around my neck like a little monkey. With her body boneless, and her head resting on my shoulder, I carry her to the long sofa. I sit on the sofa with her on my lap.

“The doctor confirmed I’m STD-free, but I don’t have any confirmation that you’re the same,” she says quietly.

“I’m afraid you’ll just have to take my word for it.”

“Isn’t that unfair?” she says.

“Life’s not fair.”

I feel the shiver that runs through her. She stares at me, her eyes enormous, and then she reaches between us, lifting herself slightly as she positions me at her entrance. I’m ready to burst with anticipation, my cock jerks violently as I prepare to slide into her heat. But she teases only me by rubbing the head of my cock against her wet folds. She drags it across her entrance, coating me in her slickness. The sensation is so damn intense, it’s sweet torture.

“You’re killing me,” I groan.

She smirks. “That one humungous cock you’re trying to get inside me, Mister. I’m just making sure you don’t tear me in half.”

Finally, she lowers herself, and I feel the tight grip of her walls as I slide into her.

“Oh my God,” she gasps.

I lock eyes with her, watching as she slowly takes me in, inch by inch, her expression shifting from pleasure, to surprise, and back to pleasure. It’s exquisite, and soon enough, I’m buried deep inside her. I don’t move, giving her time to adjust to my size, and she leans her head back, a soft moan escaping her lips as she impales herself completely on my cock. Her skin glows in the low light. My cock throbs painfully, but I could stay connected to her like this forever.

I lean forward, pressing my forehead against hers. Her scent hits me—sweet and warm, like fruit and pastries. It’s not like the usual expensive perfumes I’ve encountered, and the realness of it hardens me even more inside her.

Her nipples are hard, a perfect pink that I can’t resist. Cupping one, I lean in and take the peak into my mouth, sucking greedily. She tastes as sweet as she smells. She moans, her body arching, and I take my time, lavishing attention on each breast, feeling her writhe against me.

I lean back slightly, giving her room to set her feet on either side of me as she begins to ride me. Her hands grip my shoulders, her hair spilling over her cheeks as she moves. I watch, entranced. She’s beautiful—her flushed skin, her parted lips. Everything about her is intoxicating. Then she takes control and fucks me, breast bouncing beautifully, slow at first, and then faster and faster.

Grabbing her waist, I thrust hard into her.

“Fuck,” she cries, riding me even harder, and it’s my turn to surrender completely.

She’s blowing my mind. Gripping her tighter I pump into her. I feel it all—every shiver, every clench of her walls around me. I fuck her mercilessly. I need to show her what it means to belong to me. Her body is mine. She is mine.

She climaxes explosively.

Now that she’s had her fun…

With our bodies still joined I rise to my feet and head over to the island. I feel her spent naked body trembling against mine. The counter's height is perfect for what I want to do. I feel the thrill building inside me.

As I bend her body over the island she shivers at the coldness of marble. She’s so much wetter than before. Exactly how I want her. I lower myself between her legs. With my hands gripping her thighs I spread her dripping pussy open.

As my lips connect with her swollen, heated sex, she cries out again, her head tilting back.

“Not yet. Please, I’m too sensitive,” she begs.

My tongue slides over her wet folds, exploring her, and her body arches right off the counter.

“Ivan, please,” she pleads.

But I don’t stop. I go deeper, my tongue pushing inside her, tasting every part of her as I hold her in place.

I suck her until I know she’s close.

“I’m going to come,” she cries out, her voice desperate and raw.

I feel her body quivering and hear the ragged breaths she takes as she tries to hold back. Her juices pour into my mouth and run down my chin. I lap it all up. She tastes so sweet I’m getting addicted to her flavor.

I laugh, feeling the thrill of power coursing through me as I plunge into her sweet pussy. She screams with shock of the brutal entry. And then her hands come around the back of her and pull me deeper into her. We become one body and it’s like nothing I’ve ever felt before.

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