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His brows furrow in concentration. His face locks in a grimace. I don’t know what he’s thinking, but I do know he’s close to the edge, staring at my ass while tiny beads of sweat break out across his forehead.
So handsome.
So sexy.
Sodeep.
“Fuck…” he murmurs right at the exact moment I feel him throb between my walls.
He tries to ease up, to avoid the inevitable, but I know that game. I’m not playing that game. I’m playing mine, the one where I throw my ass in a circle while I fuck him, showing his sexy ass no mercy.
“Goddamn. Ari, don’t—“
“Shhhh. Go ahead and cum, Villain. I know you’re close.”
“Wait—“
“No.” I throw it harder, bouncing faster, doing Kegels, milking his dick. Two seconds later, he explodes, holding me still while he empties himself inside me.
“Fuuuuuck. This shit here…ahhhhh…” he trails off, groaning from somewhere deep down in his soul.
I wait for him to finish, but he doesn’t, really. He pulls out and goes to his knees behind me, spreading my cheeks and diving nose first into my pussy from behind.
His tongue tortures me so sweetly, offering slow, gentle flicks that unravel me. I’m glad I bathed earlier, because his tongue doesn’t know its place. It’s everywhere…my clit, my asshole, my inner thighs, then back to my clit. My knuckles go white as I grip the splintered wood at the edge of the platform. It’s so, so good. It’s perfect.
He’sperfect.
It’s when he sucks my clit that the pressure releases, pouring out of me in waves and screams, making me feel like a wild animal.
At this point, maybe I am.
Chapter 27
Vincent
“My mama didn’t givea fuck about me.”
Ari’s head pops up. She stares down at me, a frown on her face. “Why do you think that?”
I take a slow deep breath. “It’s true. Her and my dad split up when I was little. I’m too young to remember that shit, really, but my older sister, she told me one day, my mama dropped me off at my daddy house. We don’t have the same father,” I add. “She dropped me off and told him to deal with me. Those were her exact words.Here, you deal with him. I’m done. Then she left.”
Ari’s quiet. The only sound is the crackle of the fire.
“My dad…he was in and out of jail,” I continue. “My grandma took me for a while. She was tough, but she was good to me. When she died, my dad sent me to my aunt and uncle’s place. Crown’s parents.”
Her eyes widen. “The one who—“
I nod once. “Yeah. Him. We were like brothers. Grew up together. My aunt and uncle were good to me in their own way, I guess, but I could tell I wasn’t wanted. They only took me soI wouldn’t go into the system. They put clothes on my back and kept food on the table. They kept me alive, but…I always felt like a visitor in my own home.” I stare out into the flames. “My mama passed about five years ago. My dad calls me sometimes now. Mostly when he wants money.”
Ari puts a hand on my arm. “I’m sorry.”
I shrug. “It’s whatever. Life goes on.”
There’s a pause, and I can tell she wants to say something, but she doesn’t. It leaves the air around us thick with what’s unspoken.
So I change the subject.
“I was thinking,” I say. “I wanna keep the animals away. I figure we gotta be hardcore about keeping all the food out of reach. Even if we gotta hang it high off the ground. And I’m gonna build a ring of rocks around our spot, and maybe sprinkle some ash or something that smells strong. Might make them bitches stay away.”
