Page 14 of Reaper

He breaks the kiss just long enough to shrug out of the leather, revealing miles of tattooed muscle that make my mouth water.I trace the familiar ink with greedy fingers, relearning every line and shadow.

"I missed this," I whisper, nipping at his collarbone."Missed you."

"No more missing." He strips off my jeans with quick, efficient tugs, leaving me bare and aching."No more secrets. Just you and me, Rebel."

"You and me," I echo, my heart cracking at the promise in his voice.Because he doesn't know about the lies I'm here to confess.

Then his fingers find my slick heat and all thought flees.I arch into his touch, my head falling back against the wall as he strokes me with ruthless precision.

His fingers slide through my wet folds, circling my aching clit with teasing precision.I gasp, my hips bucking against his hand as waves of pleasure radiate through me.

"Reaper," I moan, my nails digging into his shoulders."Please..."

"Please what?" He nips at my earlobe, his hot breath sending shivers down my spine."Tell me what you need, baby."

"You. I need you." I'm beyond shame.In this moment, all I want is to feel him, taste him, drown in him until the rest of the world fades away.

He growls his approval, his fingers thrusting deep as his thumb keeps relentless pressure on my clit.I writhe against him, chasing the release that coils tighter with every stroke.

His mouth blazes a trail of fire down my throat, his teeth and tongue marking me as his.He sucks hard at the juncture of my neck and shoulder, and the slight pain blends with the pleasure until I'm drunk on the sensation.

"Mine," he rasps, soothing the sting with his tongue."Always mine."

"Yes." It's a vow and a prayer all at once."Always."

He kisses his way lower, his stubble rasping deliciously against my sensitive skin.I bury my fingers in his hair as he takes one nipple into his hot mouth, sucking hard before swirling his tongue around the pebbled peak.

"Fuck, your mouth," I pant, my head thudding back against the wall as he switches to the other breast, lavishing it with the same attention."So good, Reaper. Don't stop."

"Never." He releases my nipple with a wet pop, his eyes burning into mine."Gonna taste every inch of you.Gonna make you come on my tongue, my fingers, and my cock."

A broken moan escapes me at his filthy words, my pussy clenching around his thrusting fingers.He grins, feral and triumphant, as he kisses down my stomach, his tongue dipping into my navel.

I'm trembling now, my thighs quaking as he slowly sinks to his knees.He looks up at me through his lashes, his expression pure sin.

"Hold on tight, Rebel," he warns, his voice a low rumble that I feel in my core."I'm about to take you on the ride of your fucking life."

Then he seals his mouth over my clit and sucks hard, his fingers curling inside me to stroke that perfect spot, and I shatter.My orgasm rips through me like a tidal wave, my throatraw from the scream that tears loose.Reaper works me through it, his tongue lashing my clit, his fingers pumping steadily as I pulse and clench around him.

Reaper doesn't relent. Instead, he extends his feasts of my pussy with a hunger that borders on feral, his tongue lashing over my clit in firm strokes as he sucks the sensitive bud between his lips.The wet, obscene sounds of his mouth working fills the room, mingling with my needy whimpers and breathy moans.

"Fuck, your pussy tastes amazing," he growls against my slick folds."Could eat this sweet cunt for hours."

His filthy praise makes me clench around his thrusting fingers.He groans his approval, the vibrations shooting sparks of pleasure through my core.I rock my hips against his face shamelessly, chasing the third release that hovers just out of reach.

Reaper seems to sense how close I am.He redoubles his efforts, alternating between sucking my clit and tonguing my entrance with deep, probing strokes.His fingers curl inside me, again rubbing that sensitive spot that drives me wild.

"That's it, baby," he urges, his voice muffled against my pussy."Ride my face. Take what you need."

I obey mindlessly, grinding against his mouth as the pressure builds to an unbearable peak.His free hand grips my ass, holding me steady as he devours me.

He gives my clit a final hard suck then moves lower, spearing his tongue deep into my fluttering channel.I keen at the sensation, my fingers fisting in his hair.He tongue-fucks me mercilessly, his nose bumping my clit with every thrust.

"Reaper, fuck, I'm gonna--"

My words cut off on a strangled cry as a third orgasm slams into me.I convulse against his mouth, my pussy gushing around his pumping fingers and probing tongue.He makes a sound ofpure male satisfaction, lapping at my release like he's starving for it.

I'm still shaking with aftershocks when he surges up my body and kisses me hard.I moan at the taste of myself on his lips, my tongue tangling greedily with his.

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