Page 101 of The Devil We Know

She hesitates for a moment, so I slap her thigh again and then again until her legs fall open. I hunch over so my face is directly in front of her cunt, running my nose along the outside until she's squirming.

I thrust deep into her mouth, a thrill going up in my spine at the sound of her choking. I lick her clit, moving my hand down so I can push two fingers inside her pussy.

She moans around my cock, the vibration coming up her throat and straight into my balls. I lick her faster, my fingers spearing her in time with my fluttering tongue and thrusting cock.

I pull my hips back, allowing her to draw in a ragged breath before shoving deep again, sucking on her clit, shoving my fingers deep, and pulsing rhythmically.

Now, she sobs, her feet flat on the mattress, and she presses her hips up, pushing her cunt against my face as she moans her pleasure.

I pull back slightly, breathing heavily as I gasp out, “That's right, sugar. You fucking come for me. You fucking come for me while I fuck your throat.”

I ease off her, allowing her air for a few beats before I dive back in, sucking on her clit, using my tongue and lips as I finger fuck her.

I drive my cock into her mouth, this time shallower, wanting her to focus on her own pleasure.

And then she comes. Her pussy tightens around my fingers, her inside walls quivering, pulsing. I push my cock into her throat, blocking her air as she shrieks and sobs.

I wait until she starts to quiet, then I pull out, allowing her to drag in a ragged breath as I focus on fucking her with my fingers, my mouth working feverishly on her clit.

She comes again, cursing and shrieking, and a zap of pure ecstasy runs up my spine as I push her and push her and push her over the edge.

I don't stop until she's lying there limply, one of her hands slapping at my leg tiredly.

I step away, wiping the proof of her release off of my chin with my fingers. I kneel by her head, shoving those same fingers in her mouth as I ask, “Don't you taste delicious, sugar?”

She doesn't say anything, but she does close her lips around my fingers, nodding, and when I remove my fingers from her mouth, she giggles.

I lean down, pressing my lips against hers, making sure she can taste herself on me before I pull back, gripping her hair again, using one hand on her back to shift her upward until she's sitting.

I wrap an arm around her waist, yanking her backward, and she yelps as I swing her around so she's kneeling on the floor, her torso stretched out across the bed. She turns, looking at me with soft eyes as she asks, “What are you doing?”

I kneel behind her, using my knees to spread her legs wide. I rub my dick against her pussy as I reply, “Taking what I need.”

I shove inside, hissing at the stretch of her around me. I lean forward, pressing my forehead against her back, allowing pleasure to enrobe me in peace.

She adjusts her stance, leaning the front of her body into the mattress as she shoves her ass back against me. I slide in deeper, my balls slapping against her clit, and she gasps. “Yes. Fuck. Just like that.”

I straighten, bracing a foot on the floor, using my leverage to boost her up as I grip behind her knee. I yank her leg up, spreading her wide open for me as I push inside sharply, burying myself balls deep inside her slick pussy.

I lean forward, blanketing her with my body. Pressing my face into her neck, I say gruffly, “This won't take long.”

I rotate my hips, pulling out slightly and then shoving in deep, and she moans again, pressing back against me, begging for more.

I slide my hand between her and the mattress, pressing my fingers against her clit firmly. I don't bother with gentleness. Instead, I thrust into her hard and fast, my fingers on her clit rubbing in cadence with the rut of my body into hers.

She eggs me on with whispered curses and words of affirmation, begging me to take what I need while giving her everything.

And then she comes again, a whimpering sob that grabs me by the balls and yanks me over the edge with her.

I groan against her neck, my teeth sinking in, leaving a wet trail of saliva on her skin. “That's fucking right, make me come. Fuck. Fuck. Oh, fuck, I'm gonna come.”

My hand moves to the back of her head again, and I grip the hair at the nape of her neck, yanking her head to the side. I scrape my teeth up her neck, fire running through me as my dick throbs inside her, my hot cum painting her insides. “You’re fucking mine. Mine for me to take, mine for me to have. All mine.”

After a moment, I collapse on top of her, my cheek wet with my own saliva. I move to lift myself off her, but her hand comes up,hooking around so her palm is on the back of my head, and then she whispers, “Stay. Not yet.”

So, I relax back on top of her, bringing my forearms in so they're pressed against her, protecting her from my weight.

And then I just breathe.

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