Page 20 of Twisted Lies
“Yes!” The only word her mind could form—would form in response.
He lifted her legs over his shoulders, spreading her open further. The unrelenting movement of his fingers had her inner walls clenching with each slide home. Just when Mikah thought she couldn’t take anymore, his lips landed on her clit, sucking on it.
“Fuck!” she screamed. Stars danced in her vision as her body broke apart at the seams and flew to the heavens before exploding.
He pumped his fingers in and out. Harder. Faster. She flew higher than she’d ever flown.Her head thrashed back and forth on the bed, her nails scored his shoulders and back. Through shallow breaths and pants, she called out his name over and over like some sort of majikal chant.
On and on her orgasm went until she couldn’t take it anymore. With as much force as she could muster, she pressed her feet against his shoulders and pushed, breaking the suction he had on her clit.
He was on her a hot second later, kissing her. The tip of his cock pressed against her clit, igniting the fire in her once again. His lips landed on hers, decadent—warm and devouring, he kissed her like she’d never been kissed. Consuming and raw, she clawed at his back.
Her eyes flashed open and she felt him tense against her. The hot flesh of bare back disappeared, covered by a thin t-shirt. The heat from his cock pressing against her core, replaced by scratchy denim.
He pulled back from the kiss and gazed down at her.
“Uhh—not that I don’t enjoy all this, but…” Jason sat back on his heels and appeared to admire the view. “Care to tell me how I got here?”
Mikah’s eyes widened, her wolf laughed in her mind.
“Motherfucker.”
