Page 100 of The Devil We Know

I swallow the lump in my throat, pushing down the anxiety that I can't even explain. She waits a long minute and then another, staring me down. When I still don't move, she says, “I'm serious, Matt. It's okay. Just take what you need.”

Trust shines in her eyes, the relaxed position of her nude body proving she means what she’s saying.

Yet still, anxiety jackknifes through me, releasing with a guttural growl as I search her gaze for any type of hesitancy. Finding none, I slide closer to her. "Fuck it."

The smile on her lips is challenging, self-satisfied, so I reach out, grabbing her by the hair at the back of her head, yanking her head back sharply.

She gasps but also laughs breathlessly. “That's right. Fucking take it.”

“Oh, I'll fucking take. I’m gonna take until you beg me for more.”

She opens her mouth to speak, but I cut her off by pressing my lips against hers, shoving my tongue inside, and basically mauling her.

She squeaks, so I attempt to pull back, but her hands move to the back of my head. She pulls me closer, opening her mouth wider, her tongue seeking mine.

I moan into her mouth, suddenly frantic to be closer, to be inside her.

I pull away, moving into the middle of the bed, grasping her by her legs and yanking her down. Crawling up the bed, I straddle her head, then lean forward, bracing my weight on one hand. I slide the other between her thighs, spreading her legs for me.

She gasps beneath me, her breath warm on my inner thigh as she turns her head and licks me. Taking more of my weight on my hand, I lean closer, licking a path down her stomach, up over her pubic bone.

I latch onto her clit without preamble. Her breath catches, and then she moans, her hips pressing up as I eat her. My lips and tongue are firm against her flesh, my teeth nipping as I shake my head, sucking her clit into my mouth.

I move my free hand between us, grabbing my dick and holding it for her. “Suck me, sugar.”

Her tongue is hot and wet on my throbbing flesh, and I groan loudly. “Don't play with me. Put it in your mouth. I want to fuck that throat.”

Enveloped in the wet heat of her mouth, I moan, reveling in the feel of her tongue stroking, her lips a tight band, sliding down me.

I latch back onto her, easing down onto my forearm so I can loop my arm around, sliding a finger inside her. She moans around me, and I press in deeper, sliding in and out of her mouth in time with my finger in her cunt.

I slide out of her mouth, immediately shoving back in, the sudden tension in her body making me immediately pull back, still worried I might hurt her.

Cool air hits my dick, and then her hands are circling the back of my thighs as she gasps, “Don't stop. Fucking use me, you asshole. All of me. Take what you need.”

With my mouth still pressed between her legs, I shake my head, but then she closes her legs around me, her thighs pressing against the sides of my head as she bucks her hips up and says loudly, “Don't be a fucking pussy.”

Startled by her words, I freeze, but then, after a moment, I attempt to twist my head out of her grip as she laughs. “If I wanted to fuck a pussy, I'd go find me a woman. Is that what you want?"

I frown at her question, my head locked between her legs, her hands pressing against the back of my thighs. She lifts her head, her hot breath and wet tongue on my balls, and then she licks the underside of my dick. “Or would you rather I find another man—”

I cut off her words by lying flat against her body, pressing my full weight into her as my hands yank her thighs apart. Then I'm off the bed, one hand gripping her hair, yanking her across the mattress until she's sprawled with her head off the edge.

I grab her face, squeezing her cheeks with my index finger and thumb, and she pants, excitement in her eyes and vibrating through her entire body as I lean in close. “The first thing you're going to do is shut your fucking mouth.”

She laughs again, and I shake my head, once again turning my body so I'm facing her feet. Then I place my dick at her lips and say, “Open up.”

She glares at me, her words rather garbled as she says, "But you told me to shut my fucking mouth."

I growl, gripping her head more firmly in my hands, tilting her head down, and forcing her mouth open. She makes an exclamation of pleasured surprise, and I shake my head as I force her mouth open, shoving my cock inside. “Don't fucking bite me.”

She smiles around my dick, and I shake my head. ”You fucking like that? You like choking on my cock, sugar?”

She bobs her head slightly as she nods, and I slide my dick in deeper until the very end of me is pressing against the back of her throat.

I slide in and out slowly, constantly pushing right to the back of her throat. I scan down her body, taking great pleasure in seeing her lying there, her knees bent and her feet flat on the bed.

Leaning forward, I brace myself on the mattress with one hand, slapping at her legs with the other. “Spread your fucking legs. Let me see my pussy.”

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