Page 124 of Born in Depravity

I took a swipe of her opening with my tongue. Her grip on my hair tightened. I pulled more of her slickness in between my lips, suckling on the flesh of her sweet pussy as I moved my hands to her ass, kneading her.

She turned her head and let out a deep moan that made my cock twitch in the confinements of my pants. Fuck, but that was sexy.

I lapped at her clit, wanting to hear the noise she made again, and she didn’t disappoint.

She made a small whimper that told me so much more than her words could ever tell. I kept my gaze on her when I drove two fingers back inside her.

She choked on a broken breath.

I had to remind myself to slow down, but fuck if I didn’t want to use her. I wanted to fuck with my fingers until she drenched the sheet with her cum andbeggedme to stop.

I grunted and added another finger.

She gasped and looked at me.

“Fuck, pet. Look at how good you’re being. Look at your greedy cunt, sucking me in. Taking so much of my fingers.”

She clenched around me at the words, her eyes closing.

I rammed in and out of her and her eyes sprang open, watching me.

I didn’t slow my momentum.

I kept up the pace, and when I felt her gush, I quickened my thrust. Her toes curled as she squirmed, her legs trying to close.

Like before, she shackled my wrist with her small hand. I waited for her to decide whether to push me away or keep her hand right where it was.

I smiled and licked my lips, moving faster.

She let go and threw her head back,screamingher release. Like the sweetest symphonies playing just for me.

I moved down between her legs before she could come back down. I bent her knees and pushed until they touched her chest, baring her to my gaze.

My mouth watered.

I leaned down and ate her out.

She made a small noise in protest, obviously still sensitive. I grabbed her hips and held her still while I moved my tongue inside her.

“Come again for me, pet. Be a good girl and come for me.”

She shook her head, tears rolling down her face. She didn’t think she could. I was going to prove to her that she could.

I moved my fingers over the bundle of nerves above her opening, rubbing back and forth quickly.

She cried out as she came, lubricating her tight passage for me.

Perfect.

I let go of her legs and sat up. She had them on either side of my hips.

I looked down at my prize. From the way her chest pushed in and out obscenely with every hard pant, to her flushed skin, hazy brown eyes, messy hair, and down to her swollen pussy.

I pushed my jeans down my legs. I wasn’t wearing any underwear and my cock sprang out.

Her breath caught, drawing my attention back to her, but she wasn’t looking at my face.

Those brown eyes were aimed at my dick, her skin turning a deeper shade of red, especially when I fisted myself, moving up and down my length roughly.

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