Page 64 of Sold to the Devil
“Come on, no need to be shy anymore, my pretty little slut. Did it turn you on?” He raises an eyebrow, still with a devilish smile.
I hesitate for a few seconds before nodding gently. He grips my chin tighter, his gaze hardening.
“Words, angel.”
“Y-yes,” I whisper.
He hums again and leans closer, brushing his lips against my ear.
“You want me to bend you over and destroy that sweet pussy?”
“Y-yes,” I swallow, avoiding his gaze.
“Hm, we don’t have a coffin. What a shame,” he clicks his tongue. “But… Luckily for you, the bathroom has a counter. Do you want me to bend your over and fuck you in front of the mirror like the little slut you are?”
“Yes,” I whisper, blushing even more.
I squeak in surprise when he stands up and carries me into his arms. I wrap my arms around his neck to steady myself, my eyes widen when I realize he's leading us into the bathroom.
He gently sets me down and cups my cheek with one hand while the other grabs my ass. I moan loudly as he kisses me passionately, letting me feel his tongue against mine. The hand on my cheek quickly slides into my hair and he grips it in his fist, making me moan. His hot kisses trail down to my neck and I moan, feeling goosebumps run across my skin.
I will never get tired of him, of his kisses, of his touch.
All of him.
My hands find their way to his curls and I pull harshly to bring his lips back to mine, earning a loud groan from him. I smile against his lips.
I love his grunts and moans.
I gasp when he suddenly cups my pussy in his hand, applying pressure but not enough to bring real pleasure. I shift my hips and the grip on my hair tightens, making me moan.
“Be a good slut and be patient,” he growls against my lips. “Do you want me to touch you, angel?”
“Yes,”I moan.
In a flash, his hand slips under my shorts. I hold my breath as he moves his fingers over the fabric of my panties, barely touching me, while I do my best to stay still.
“Already so wet and I haven't touched you yet. Such a good little slut for me,” he growls in an approving tone full of desire.
“Only for you, Matt,” I whimper.
He moans and his lips move up my neck, he starts nibbling at my skin, making me whimper louder. I feel him smile against my tender skin, I gasp as he sucks harshly on my neck, leaving his marks, claiming me as his for the whole world to see.
Meanwhile, his hand pulls my panties aside and his fingers slide up and down between my folds. He inserts two fingers into my entrance, making me moan softly as he begins to move them slowly. His thumb meets my clit and traces small circles, making me moan louder. His pace is too slow and I move my hips involuntarily, but the hand in my hair travels to my hip, holding me in place.
“Please, Matt,” I plead. “I need more.”
He snarls softly biting my neck, making me gasp, I moan loudly as he starts moving his fingers faster and moving his thumb incredibly fast over my clit. Loud groans escape my lips as he pleasures me with his fingers, his lips peppering hot kisses along my neck.
I feel my orgasm coming fast, but Mattheo notices it and stops, removing his fingers from my pussy and shorts. He brings his fingers to his lips and sucks on them, rolling his eyes and groaning as he tastes my juices.
I moan softly at the sight, making him look at me, his eyes boring into mine. I pout, letting him know I'm not happy I didn't come, and he grins devilishly.
“Don't worry, I'll let you come, angel. But you'll do it on my cock,” he growls venomously.
His hands grip the hoodie I'm wearing and he pulls it off, revealing my bare breasts. He sighs at the sight and dives down to swirl his tongue over my hard nipple while his other hand roughly kneads my other breast.
I moan and arch my back, closing my eyes at the intense pleasure his lips are causing me. Then his mouth leaves my nipple and he turns me around, making me gasp at the sudden movement.
