Page 37 of Dangerous Deceit

Those words strike a chord inside of me, and my vision tunnels. I try to speak. I try to claim it hurts, at least a little. He’s so big, it’s almost true. But my wetness lets him glide inside of me, easing the pain. He moves his hips, my clit rubbing against the fabric of my panties.

“Maybe you were born a slut,” he says in a low voice. “Maybe you’ve always wanted a big dick like mine to unlock the hungry little cunt inside of you.”

My limbs shake as he bites my ear. I can barely control myself. His words, his cock, everything about Kenzo keeps me on edge.

“Kenzo,” I barely whisper.

“Fuck, baby,” he says. “You feel good. But I need more.” His hands reach up, grasping my neck, just like our first kiss. Every inch of my body writhes with need. “I’m done with the person you’re pretending to be. I want to see the real Vivian.”

He tightens his grip, and my stomach is rigid, squeezing his dick. I can’t breathe, but I ride him harder and faster, and his eyes flash with satisfaction as he lets go, giving me air. I gasp, and he tries to peel back the layers of my dress to get at my nipple. The dress doesn’t budge, so he hastily opens the zipper at the back until the dress pools around me.

“Lift your hands,” he says.

I do as I’m told as he yanks the whole thing off of me. Then he lifts me and takes away my panties too. I’m naked and exposed, and he’s still in a suit with only his fat, curved dick twitching in the night air. My need covers his length, the liquid glimmering in the moonlight.

This time, he doesn’t tell me what to do. He pulls me on top of him and shoves his dick inside of me. One hand wraps around my neck, and his other hand pinches my nipple so hard, I wail in pain and pleasure.

“You like being exposed like this?” he murmurs. “My pretty little virgin getting her purity ripped out of her like a fucking whore.”

“I—” I choke out, but it’s so hard to talk. Hard tothink.“I can’t?—”

“I don’t give a fuck about what youthinkI want,” he says, his tone growing into a howl. “I don’t want a virgin. I don’t want your coyness. I wantyou.We aren’t leaving this balcony until you come so hard you can’t breathe.”

A strangeness takes hold of my chest. I’ve never done anything like what I’m about to say, but Kenzo’s words make me want it. I don’t stop myself.

“Then choke me,” I whisper.

He doesn’t hesitate. Both of his hands wrap around my neck until my vision tunnels and blurs. Kenzo stares into my eyes as his dick pumps inside of me. Stars flicker at the edges of my vision, and the noise drowns out until all I can hear is his breath.

Rapid. Heavy. In and out.

He lets go for a moment, and I swallow the sweet air, and he lets out a laugh so hard I’m sure the couple can hear him in the pool down below.

“Look at how wet you are.” His eyes flicker down. “You’re soaking my pants. Are you a squirter, Vi?” His eyes darken as a smirk ripples across his mouth. “Oh, that’s right. You can’t answer that question. A virgin like you wouldn’t know whether or not you squirt.”

I move my lips, but nothing comes out. I’ve never had that happen before, but I don’t remember much from having sex anyway. All I want is for his hands to encase my throat until my body convulses again. I grab his hands, moving them back to my throat.

“You want to lose consciousness on my dick, slut?” he says in a low voice. “If I choke you like a whore, are you going to gush all over my dick like a greedy little bitch?”

I pout, my whole body begging for him to give it to me.

“Please,” I moan.

“Begging like such a polite little cunt,” he growls. “What a good girl.”

His hands wring my throat, and everything dissolves around me. There’s no penthouse, no wedding, no information I need to find, no contract. It’s just the two of us. Two people enjoying themselves. My face bulges with blood and heat, and my pussy constricts around him.

“Give it to me!” Kenzo shouts. “Give me your sweet come.”

Everything inside of me twists and explodes as his cock tears into me. He chokes me harder, and my vision blackens into the orgasmic dream state where nothing exists.

My body stops throbbing, and finally, he lets go, licking the side of my neck, and that gentleness on my sensitive skin makes me twitch.

But he doesn’t stop fucking me. His eyes widen, his pupils dilating as he grips my hips harder, fucking me untilhereaches that point. Then he moves me from his lap down to my knees, and his come paints my lips and face. The smell of sex permeates the night air as I blink up at him, completely consumed by his control of me.

The orgasms subside, and we’re both breathless. Kenzo reaches for his whisky and hands me mine. I swallow the whole thing down, and it tastes better now. Like recklessness. Likehim.

He helps me to my feet. Then, the wet fabric of his pants sloshes as he zips up, adjusting himself.

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