Page 74 of Filthy Liar

He teases his fingertips along the elastic of my underwear. “Tell me what you want next.”

I squirm against his erection. “I want to ride you like this. I want you to pull my panties to the side and tell me…” I shiver. “Tell me to put your cock into my tight little pussy.”

“Jesus, I’ve missed your dirty mouth.” He kisses me hard, then tugs my underwear to the side exactly as I asked. “Do you want my cock?”

“Mm-hmm.”

“I want to see your hands on it first. Unzip me.”

I fumble at his zipper, so excited, and when I curve my hand into his pants, I find him dripping with pre-come for me.Yes.

“Jerk me,” he whispers. “See that slippery seed? See how slick I am for you? I’m going to slide right into your body, all the way. That’s how excited you’ve made with your perfect, filthy words. Understand?”

“Yes,” I breathe.

“Rub your cunt against my cock. Show me that you’re wet enough.”

I roll my hips, desperate to bring us together. With his free hand, he squeezes the back of my neck. “Oh, that feels so good. I could come like this, use your soft little pussy to jack off.”

I whimper. “Please.”

“Please what?”

“I want to ride you. I want your cock inside me.”

“Then put me inside you,” he growls. “Show me that your tight pussy can take all of me.”

I push up on my knees and rock forward, hurrying because I’m aching for it now. I need that push, that stretch, that huge monster cock of his to fill me all the way up.

As soon as I find my hole, he pushes me down, his hand firm on my neck, me just a little itty bit of nothing in his arms, just a small sweet ball of sex on his lap, and I cry out because he fills memorethan all the way up, he gets rid of that hollow feeling and then some.

“What’s my name?” he growls.

I smile. “Jason.”

“Who’s deep inside you?”

“Jason.”

“You can’t hide from me. You can’t hide that you need me.”

I shake my head.No.

His eyes soften, just for a second. “And you don’t need to, either.”

I clamp my hands on his shoulders and start to ride him, start to find a rhythm, and his hands move to my ass, my hips, and then up my body, clawing at my dress to get my neckline down.

His mouth finds my tits, my nipples, making them all puffy and achy, and then, as my climax rumbles in hard and fast, like a storm on the ocean, his mouth finds my neck and latches on.

I come on his cock, as he spills deep inside me, and he gives me a hickey.

“That’s it,” he murmurs into my skin. “There. Gah, you’re so good to me.”

That really feels like something I should say to him, but I’m absolutely, completely wrung out.

Epilogue

Melinda

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