Page 56 of The Invite
Forgetting she’s in a precarious position, she shifts to get away but abruptly stops when it dawns on her that she’s dangling from the stairs.
Lifting her head, she tries to keep me in her line of sight.
Our eyes lock.
Without taking my gaze off hers, I grip her skintight top between both my hands, and rip in the middle. Her naked tits bounce free.
My jaw grinds that she’s been braless around Ace the entire evening. Her tits aren’t large but they’re perky and big enough to make it obvious if she’s without a bra or not. If it were up to me, I would keep her captive in my basement so she was only mine to look at.
I promise myself I will have her there soon enough.
Cupping her breasts, I squeeze hard until her back arches off the ground. Her mouth opens on a silent moan. Her soft mounds fit in my palms perfectly, like they were made just for me. My cock pulses in agreement.
I crave to feel her pale pink nipples between my teeth but I hold myself back.
Letting her tits go after another punishing squeeze, I slap them just as hard.
“Ahh!” she screams, no longer able to keep it down.
She can’t do anything but take my violence.
Reaching for her leggings that look painted on, I tug them along with her panties off her hips, down her ass, and off her slim but fit legs. Admiring every inch of her naked skin, I imprint it into my mind.
Not that I’ve forgotten it since yesterday.
But she wasn’t stretched like a sacrificial offering for me last night.
Without wasting a second more, I spread her legs once more and dive straight for her glistening pussy. At the first contact of my mouth, her hips lift closer. I push them down and swipe my tongue over her drenched slit.
“Oh… Augustus!”
I taste her proof of how much she loves being a helpless damsel in distress.
Her drugging scent is so much stronger, thatI inhale it into my lungs until I’m suffocating. I’m rough and a madman as I suck on her essence, stroking her wet folds with my tongue before burying it deeper. I use it to spread her slit open and tease her clit. She’s not getting any fingers, just my hungry mouth.
Latching my teeth around her swollen nub, I worship it. Spit on it. Bite it until Nessa lets out a cry. Arousal gushes out from her empty hole.
So my innocent little prey likes a little pain.
How beautiful.
I’m more than happy to oblige.
Sucking on her bundle of nerves, I lick lower and bite each pussy lip until she shudders as though electrocuted. When she chases my mouth, I groan and the vibrations dance up her spine.
“Yes, fuck!” she moans.
My lips on her cunt, she forgets I’m her enemy. Her stalker. Her deviant devil and her monster. All she cares about is using me to come. The wanton slut in her rising to the surface, proving there lies a corrupted soul inside her.
I tilt my head and see her head thrown back in ecstasy. Her inhibitions drive me wild and I keep watching her as I eat her pussy. The messier and filthier I get, the higher her moans climb and echo in the halls.
Dragging my tongue along her core, I taste her flavor. It’s a combination of tart and sweet. A contrast just like the rest of her.
More than thefeel of her pussy, it’s her reactions that make my cock hard. She fights tooth and nail despite knowing she’ll lose. That I’ll overpower her. Yet she gives it her all. Just so she could tell herself later that she fought and didn’t want it.
I don’t take my hooded eyes off her as I place open-mouthed kisses on her cunt, rolling my tongue and sucking on her wetness. Tracing lower, I circle her entrance. Palming her ass cheeks, I thrust the tip of my tongue into her clenching hole.
Intelligible sounds slip past her lips.
