Page 134 of Tangled In Lies

My entire body is on fire, and I have to remind myself why it’s a bad idea to fuck her against the door this very second. Not a bad idea, per se, but the desire to role-play with her is stronger. To see that burning lust in her gaze again. To feel the matching heat behind my rib cage.

“Get on your knees, Angel.”

A little whimper escapes her, but she complies.

Shoving down my sweatpants and underwear, I squeeze my hand around my hard length and stroke it.

“Do you want me to feed you my cock?”

The spark in her eyes at my question is addicting, and I know I’ve found my new obsession with her: playing out every dirty scene she’s ever read and was turned on by.

And I know she reads a lot.

Eve nods, waiting for further instructions.

“Then beg for my cock like the good girl you are.”

A shudder runs through her, and my dick twitches inches from her face.

“Can I please suck your cock?” Her tongue darts out, and she licks off the beads of precum that have gathered at my tip. “Please, sir?”

“Fucking hell.” Words flee my brain. I peer down at her and thrust my hips forward and my cock into her waiting mouth.

She takes me deep, switching between sucking and licking, with both of her hands wrapped around my shaft. When she gags, I’m already so close, I twitch on her tongue. As if that was her warning signal, she takes one of her hands off me and moves it between her legs instead, and I come without a warning.

Her eyes widen, but she swallows every last drop I give her. I’m on her the second she releases me. Yanking her up, removing her pants, picking her up, and pinning her against the wall. I’m already hard again, so I slam into her.

“Oh my God, Phoenix. I’m already so close.”

Having her this turned on from playing out this scene and sucking me off has my vision go all hazy.

I take her mouth, swallow her moans, and pound into her like a madman possessed, not letting up on my punishing pace until she greedily clenches around me and I consume every last one of her cries.

This woman makes me lose all control, to the point where I’m not sure who I am anymore without her occupying my thoughts.

No matter where I’m at in life, this woman is my world.

My legs shake, and I walk us over to the bed. I lay herdown and draw out of her. After I remove the rest of her clothes in record time, I bury my face in her cunt and let her moans and gasps guide me. When she’s close, I stop. She whimpers, squeezing her gorgeous tits in her hands, and I slap her clit and pussy.

“Oh my God.” She bows off the bed. “Phoenix, please.”

I do it again, unsure who’s closer to losing their sanity.

Driving my cock back inside her slick heat, I revel in everything that’s her.

Reality creeps in for a punishing moment, but I try to force it back out. I almost succeed. Almost. “Who do you belong to?”

I need her to say it so I can stay right here where I belong. With her.

Her walls clench around me, and she screams her release into the pillow she must have grabbed at some point.

She still hasn’t answered me, but her orgasm triggers mine, and it’s too late to hold it back. I come so hard I almost collapse on her, barely holding my weight on trembling arms.

Eve puts hers around my neck and pulls me down onto her. I roll us to our sides, trying to catch my breath before I look at her.

“It’s you, Phoenix.” She brushes my hair away from my forehead, a small, satisfied smile lifting her mouth. “I belong to you.”

There’s so much honesty in her gaze that my heart contracts.

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