Page 61 of Devious Temptation
“Come for me, baby. Be a good girl and give Daddy what he wants. Make a mess for me, rainbow.”
His teeth graze my clit, and it’s my undoing. Like a dam breaking loose, a flood of warm wetness releases from my body into Lawson’s mouth. Crude, wet sounds join his moans as he eagerly laps at me like a cat with cream, cleaning every inch of my skin until I’m a boneless pile on the bed.
Low chuckling fills the air as he stands and flips me over, pulling my lingerie from my body. My ass is only a little sore from the spankings, but I have no doubt I’ll feel it worse later.
“What a good fucking girl you are. So wet and ready to take every single inch I give you, aren’t you?”
I don’t even know how it’s possible to still be this turned on after coming like that. But watching Lawson take in my naked body as he removes his pants, his impressive length springing up between us, long and hard and shining with precum—knowing it’s about to beinsideme—has my legs pressing together as a new wave of need washes over me.
“Oh no, rainbow. There’s no hiding this glorious pussy from me any longer. Spread those legs and show me what you’re about to give me.” He wraps a hand around himself, pumping once… twice… A hot flush scorches every inch of my skin as I do what he says.
“That’s it. Now tell me what you want.” He doesn’t remove his thunderous gray eyes from my glistening body, slowly pumping himself with such impressive, measured control.
“I want you,” I state shyly. I’ve never had a man stare so much. It’s enough to make a woman self-conscious.
“You can do better than that. Use your words.” He releases his cock to hoist my legs into the crook of his elbows, spreading me wide as he uses pure expertise to line himself up with my entrance without using his hands. “Tell me what you want, Lucy.”
During the times we have been intimate, Lawson has always made me feel like I’m the one with the power. Even though it seems like he’s the one in control, he’s always let that honor be mine.
I realize he’s asking me for permission, testing my limits to see if I’ll change my mind. Something else warm and satisfying blooms in my chest as I reach down to run a hand up his arm.
“I want you to fuck me, Lawson.”
His grip tightens, and his hips surge forward. One inch pulls a gasp from my lips, my back arching to accommodate his size. Two inches, and his gaze falls to where we’re joined—to where he’s stretching me and making me his.
Inch by inch, he claims me, making me feel so full to the point where I almost need to tell him to stop. But just as I reach that point, he bottoms out. “And how do you want me to fuck you?”
His cock twitches inside me, and my eyes flutter shut. I try to undulate my hips, but his grip keeps me still as he awaits my answer. He tests my flexibility, pushing my legs into my chest as he bends to lay a kiss between my breasts. Twisting my fingers into his hair, my eyes shoot open to lock with his as I try to fight him—to try and get the friction I so desperately need.
“Tell me how you want me, Lucy. Slow and deep? Shallow and rough? Do you want me to bring you to theedge of climax only to pull back when you’re ready to break?” His tongue traces patterns on my skin as he makes his way to my breast, pulling my nipple between his teeth.
“Fuck, Lawson. All of it! I want all of it! I need to feel you. I need you to move!”
Another round of deep, sinful laughter skims my skin. And then he’s pulling out and slamming back in with such force it rocks me back on the bed. Moans, gasps, and cries of ecstasy fly from my mouth as he alternates between spearing me deep and stroking my walls slowly, rotating his hips to deliciously caress against parts of me I didn’t even know existed.
Higher and higher, we soar, and the whole time, Lawson watches where he disappears inside me as if he’s so fascinated with the way we fit together he can’t bear to look away.
But when he finally lifts his eyes to mine, I can see it shining so clearly—his need for me, utter devotion and reverence, and a determination that’s so close to shattering.
“Fuck, I’m so close. I’ll pull out, don’t worry.” His words are thoughtful and considerate of my feelings, even though I made no resistance to him entering me bare.
“I don’t want you to.” My admission has his hips faltering, a low groan leaving his lips with a heavy sigh. “I want to feel you, Lawson. Every part of you. Please.”
Maybe it’s thepleaseor the way I squeeze around his length when I beg for him to come inside me, but he falls over the edge, roaring his release.
I can feel it, burning hot and thick as he empties himself inside me. His thumb finds my clit, and after only two firm strokes, I’m shattering around him once more. “Lawson!”
He continues to move his hips slowly, releasing my legs to cover me completely, rubbing his pelvis against my sensitive clit as he cradles my face in his hands and kisses me savagely. Tongues and teeth and our verysoulsintertwine so thoroughly that I feel like I’m having a religious experience.
Our breathing slows as our frantic kissing turns into a lazy caress of lips. When he slips from me, I can feel the warm wetness dripping between my thighs, and I remember what he said earlier.
‘…fill you so full of my cum, you’ll never forget who your daddy is because I’ll be dripping between your legs for the rest of your life.’
I’d say mission accomplished.
Lawson draws back, concern shining in his eyes, now bright again and full of uncertainty. “Are you okay?”
“I’m more than okay,” I tell him as he wipes sweaty hair off my forehead. “Areyouokay?”
