Page 38 of Little Devil

I knock my head back against the headboard and she laughs at me, opening her mouth to take me in as far as she can without choking on it. I’m a fucking pussy for this girl and I’m about to come down her throat, which is why I gather her hair into a makeshift ponytail at the top of her head and pull, grabbing my cock with my free hand to tap her bottom lip with it.

“Stick your tongue out for me.”

She does and I slide it over the top, choosing a spot in the middle about two centimetres from the end.

Right there.

That’s where I’ll put it.

“What are you thinking about?”

“Piercing your tongue,” I admit, smirking when her brows jump in horror.

“Excuse me?”

“You heard me.”

She scrunches her nose and I pull her into me, brushing my lips against hers while I lift her up to straddle my hips. I line my cock up with her pussy and she sinks down on it, leaning over me to wrap her hand around my necklace. She grinds on me and I fuck up into her, sliding my hands over her sides to squeeze her waist.

“What’s the key for, princess?”

“None of your business,” she teases, squealing when I flip her over to lie on her back. “Xan!”

I shove my dick back inside her and spit on my thumb, moving it down between us to rub her clit. That sets her off and she moans, damn near ripping my hair out while she pulls my face down to hers.

“Baby,” I rasp. “Your pussy feels so fucking good.”

She whimpers and I dip my head to kiss her, but it’s not a sweet kiss. It’s wild and crazed and needy as fuck, and it doesn’t take long for her legs to start shaking again.

“Fuck,” she curses, throwing her head back when I increase the pressure on her clit.

I fuck her harder and slide my tongue over the edge of her jaw, moving down to dig my teeth into her neck. I suck on the sensitive flesh there but stop myself before I mark her, knowing she’ll go off on me if she wakes up with a hickey in the morning, but then she cries out and tightens her grip on my hair, holding me down on her like she’s begging me not to stop. I groan against her and she comes again, clenching her thighs around me in a way that drives me crazy. Her pussy squeezes my cock and I couldn’t hold out if I wanted to. I pin her hips with mine and come inside her, falling down on her with one elbow propped up beside her head. Our heavy breathing mixes together and she stares at me, gently running her nails over the back of my neck.

“Is this the part where you run out on me and never talk to me again?” she jokes, but I don’t miss the vulnerability right there beneath the surface.

“Tell me you lost on purpose.”

She frowns at that, pulling her head back to bounce her eyes between mine. “What?”

“The game, princess,” I remind her, lifting my hand to run my thumb over the vein in her neck. “Tell me you wanted this. Tell me you wanted me.”

She cocks her head and opens her mouth to say something, but then her phone goes off somewhere beside us and she looks that way, leaning over the edge of the bed to grab it off the floor. She taps the button to stop the timer and sets it down on her nightstand, hesitating a second before she turns to look at me.

“Sorry, new boy,” she teases, pulling a pink throw blanket over her chest while she moves in to speak over my lips. “Looks like you’re shit outta luck.”

15

Jordyn

“JJ?”

I groan my annoyance and crack my eyes open, squinting into the soft light of my bedroom to check my surroundings. Memories of last night come rushing back to me and I lift my head from the solid chest I’ve been sleeping on, slapping a hand over my mouth when I realize what’s happening. I’m naked, he’s naked, our bodies tangled in the sheets with his arms wrapped around my waist and my thigh wedged between his.

“JJ!” my mother calls again, knocking louder this time. “I know you’re in there. Why is your door locked?”

Oh, shit.

“Just a second, Mom,” I call back, giving myself exactly three seconds to wake up and think of a plan.

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