Page 33 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

“Yes, dirty girl?”

“Are you going to fuck me, now?” I whisper. I can’t explain all the emotions I feel at this very second, wishing he would fuck me but absolutely terrified at the thought. I just know I need this.

“Yes.” He answers, grabbing his dick and lining himself up at my entrance. “This won’t be soft, that’s not what this is between us. I won’t use a condom, not with you.”

“Why? How can you know I’m clean?”

“You’re my dirty, little girl but no one else's.” He leans in and whispers as he slides inside.

“Mmm…” I moan, the pleasure building with every inch.

“I knew your pussy would be inviting, but fuck, I may never want to leave.” He praises me while capturing my lips in a hot, smoldering kiss.

“Are you ready to learn how good pain mixed with pleasure can feel?” I look him in the eyes as I watch him watching me.

“Yes.” I moan when he begins to pick up his pace.

“I’m going to start fucking you until you feel every last inch of me is inside of you.” He growls, taking what is his.

“Goddess!” I yell.

“No Gods are here tonight, dirty girl, just my Devils and I. You may call on me instead.” And I do. I yell his name over and over, until my throat is raw. “Your pussy feels so good wrapped tightly around my dick.” He growls in my ear, right before he captures it between his teeth.

“Ace, Ace, please.” I’m panting and begging… For what?

“What does my dirty, little girl want?” He asks in between thrusts.

“I want to come again.” I let the words slip from my mouth as he drives me to the beginning stages of another orgasm.

“Not until I tell you to.” He grunts, claiming my pussy as his own.

“I can’t do that, I don’t know how?”

“Yes, you can, I will show you.” My eyes flutter as I try and process how not to come when it feels this good.

Suddenly, he reaches down and grabs my ass. Sitting on his haunches, he brings me down farther on top of him, and I’m fucking seeing stars. He just hit what I assume is my G-spot.

I’m panting as I moan his name. “Ace.”

“Beg me for it, dirty girl. Beg me to let you come with your first mind-shattering orgasm, caused by my dick, buried deep inside my pussy.” He purrs, slamming into home. The cuffs knock against the bar, the bed slams against the wall, and me… I lay there and take it all.

“Ace, please let me come! I want to feel your dick as deep inside me as you can get while you shatter my walls and leave me wanting nothing more but what you can give me.” I moan.

His movements slow down as he crooks his head to look at me. I see something there, behind these ridiculous masks, but I don’t know what it is. To say that I don’t know this man, I know he hides very well, but I seehim.

“When you ask so nicely, it pleases me. I will give you that and more, even if it is only for one night.” He promises, leaning down to reclaim my lips.

As we kiss, my eyes begin to flutter closed, but not before I feel him unlock the cuffs, letting my hands fall down at my sides. “Do not touch me.” He grounds out.

“Why?” I ask as my breath hitches with every move he makes inside me. We hold each other's gaze as he drills into me, hiding whatever he is feeling while we share something so intimate together.

“I don’t like it.” He whispers. “You may touch my face or our heads may bump, but that is all I will allow.” Oh, this beautiful, aggressive, dominant, secretive, broken man. I’m not trying to insert myself into his life, but dammit, if I don’t want to do just that.

The urge to say I’m sorry is strong, because what the hell am I sorry for? So, I don’t say anything. I do what he will allow me to do and touch our heads together as he rocks my body to the rhythm of his beat.

“If I could offer you more.” Kiss. “I would.” Kiss. “But right now.” Lick. “I can only offer you tonight.” He says, licking me again, and then I fall without him allowing me to do so.

“Ace.” I moan long and hard, just like he is taking me… Long and hard.

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