Page 138 of Stalker's Toy

It spurs me on, and I thrust hard into her mouth, possessive and unrestrained.

Every detail is sharp in my mind.

The heat of her mouth, the wet sounds as she takes me deeper, the way people around us start to touch themselves, shameless and hungry.

It's the best fucking high I've ever had, and I don’t want it to end.

Men pull their cocks to the rhythm of her movements, faces contorted in need and envy.

Women’s legs fall open, their hands between them, some with fingers deep, lost in themselves as they watch us.

I don't hold back, because I know she can take it.

Her hands grip my thighs, and she lets me use her, trusting and willing.

Her mouth is tight around my shaft, her tongue perfect as I push myself into her, again and again.

I’m sure I’m losing my mind, losing myself in the heat and noise and frenzy.

I can't get enough.

She's mine, and everyone here knows it.

I love her for letting them know, for making them want what only I can have.

My perfect girl.

The pace is brutal, relentless, but she doesn’t falter.

Her focus never wavers.

She stays with me, keeps up with me, and it’s almost too much.

I go faster, rougher, pushing her right to the edge, knowing she loves it, knowing she craves it as much as I do.

I watch her through hooded eyes, every bit of control straining as she lets me fuck her mouth, her cheeks hollowed, taking me deeper and deeper.

I have to remind myself to breathe, to keep my head as I teeter on the brink of madness.

It’s chaos and perfection, and the more the crowd feeds on us, the more they want.

I give it to them.

I give them everything.

Her intensity, my control, our unbreakable fucking bond.

I haul her up roughly and spin heraround, bending her over so she’s splayed open for me and everyone watching.

The shift in position sends another round of murmurs through the crowd, and I hear the wet sounds of hands moving on skin, on hair, on the throats of the women arching their backs as they lose themselves in our spectacle.

The first thrust steals my breath, and Mia lets out a moan that vibrates through me like a fucking drug.

She holds nothing back, not her voice, not her trembling.

I can feel her coming apart already, and it drives me to the brink of insanity.

Her skin is beautiful, the flames moving as I push into her with ruthless abandon.

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