Page 222 of Cruel Devotion

It was a work of art.

Glistening folds.

Plump and soft.

A swollen clit.

An inviting, warm, wet hole.

Okay. We can do this.

Inch by inch, I gently eased my cock into her.

Oh fuckkkkkk. . .

It was liquid warmth.

Soft.

Electrifying.

Wet and silky.

Pulsing.

Tight.

Although my cock was only a little bit inside of her, I felt completely submerged within Moni.

Fuckkkk. I’m never going to leave. . .

I could see the passion rising in Moni’s eyes as I entered her more, her body shivered under me. Her lips parted in a soft gasp that sent spirals of pleasure coursing through my veins.

Damn. She’s so perfect. This is so perfect.

Losing myself inside her was like diving into an ocean and surfacing in another world altogether—a universe filled with sensations I’d never known before.

I went deeper.

So much deeper.

Filling her to the hilt.

My balls lay against her moist ass cheeks.

And I couldn’t move.

I was lost in the sensation.

My lips parted.

My head grew foggy.

My soul shivered.

Moni moaned. “Oooo.”

I gazed down at her.

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