Page 100 of F*ck It Out With A Devil

Wholly smokes! If this isn’t a challenge that I intend to make happen. So, I do my best to make us both come. Widening my legs, I shove my wet fingers inside, feeling how soft and wet I am… Just for him.

It feels fucking amazing, and I can’t help it when my other hand comes down and starts circling my clit.

“That’s my good and dirty, little girl. Rub that pussy for me and let me hear what it does to you.” Right on cue, I begin to moan around his dick, pulling back, but not letting him slip from my lips before I slide back down. I haven’t hit the back of my throat yet, I want that to happen when he comes in my mouth so I have no choice but to swallow it all.

I continue circling my tongue around him, taking him in farther and farther as I bring myself to a rising orgasm. If he doesn’t come soon, I’ll be doing it without him, but then that would mean I’ll lose the challenge. So, I work myself and him into a frenzy and just as my orgasm crests over the top, he shouts, “I’m coming!” Grabs my head and goes wild.

My orgasm hits me like a ton of bricks as I jerk and bounce from the impact. Not forgetting how I want his orgasm to go, I release myself, grab his thighs, and pull the cum right out of his dick

“Fuckk! Athens!” He shouts, holding my head in place as he shoots his cum down my throat. I swallow every last drop. My eyes don’t close as I watch how beautiful he is when he finally lets go. His body jerks and moves in similar movements as mine, and I’m fascinated, not able to take my eyes off him.

“Like what you see, Little Fox?” He asks, slipping from my mouth as I swallow the last of his essence.

Before I answer him, I let my tongue slip past my teeth and lick a drop of cum that threatens to fall on the floor. He watches me, like a cat watches a mouse.

“That was so fucking hot, Athens, so fucking hot.” He leans down and licks my lips before he pulls them between his teeth and bites down. “I’m afraid I have to let you go now. No matter how much I want my father to see the evidence of what just happened between us, now isn’t the time.”

“Ow!” I gripe. “That hurt, Wyck.” I whine, pushing away from him, but not before he grabs the back of my head and pulls me back to him for a downright dirty and sinful kiss with loads of tongue.

“It was supposed to hurt, Little Fox. You better get out of here before I change my mind and say to hell with my father.” He laughs.

“You think this is funny, Wyck?”

“Yes.” He chuckles again.

“I don’t know why I put myself through this. We are both treading on thin ice, and if I don’t put a stop to it now, it will ruin my life, and I’ll be the one left to pick up the pieces… Alone.” I huff. “From now on, Wyck, we will keep our distance. No more of you coming into my bedroom or office unannounced, no stolen glances, no nothing. We don’t even need to talk to each other.” I announce, getting off the floor, preparing to take the walk of shame out of his room.

“Is that what you really want, Athens?”

“Yes.” Is the only thing I can say, even though it’s the biggest lie I think I’ve ever told.

“Whatever the brat asks for, the brat will get, even though you and I both know that’s not what you really want.” He growls. “Now, get out.” He barks, walking away from me to his bathroom.

“Unbelievable!” I shout, running out of there as fast as I can before he sees the tears.

I don’t know what the hell is wrong with me. One minute, I’d do anything he asks, the next I’m cutting it all off. I’m so mixed up and don’t know what the hell I want. There is only one of a billion things I can do to sort it all out. None of which will give me what I really want in the end.

‘And what is it that you really want, Athens?’ My inner voice asks me.

‘How should I know?’

‘You do, but you’re too scared to give into it. For once in your life, do what you want to do and not what everyone else expects.’

‘Easier said than done.’

‘Well, you truly are royally fucked.’ She laughs, and I can’t even be mad at her.

Once I make it to my room, I slam the door shut, lock it, and hop in bed right before the tears break over the cliff, and I cry myself to sleep.

“Athens! Athens, open this door right now!” I hear shouting outside my room as I turn over and rub the sleep from my eyes.

Looking at my watch, I see that it’s eight o’clock at night. I was only supposed to sleep for thirty minutes, if even that and here it is, I’ve gone and slept the night away.

I hop out of bed, run to throw on a robe, and rush to the door, throwing it open to see an angry Bash, standing there with his arms folded.

“Bash! I’m so glad you’re here.”

“Why did you have the door locked?”

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