Page 32 of Tainted Deception

“I don’t want you to feel bad,” I grumbled. “As long as it was something you wanted.”

“They didn’t force me.”

And we were done talking about it. I didn’t want to imagine her with them. I had enough of a visual from when I was locked in the cage at The Pit and listening to Kian fucking her in her room. I wanted to make her forget those two even existed.

I dropped onto the couch with her on top of me, her hands falling to my shoulders as she straddled my hips. I reached up and fisted her hair, bringing her close. I kissed her, sliding my tongue into her mouth and taking control. She ground her pussy against my lap as we kissed, and I brought my free hand to her chest, trapping one of her nipples between my fingers.

When her breaths started coming out faster from rocking against me, I grabbed her hips, lifting her off me so I could strip off my clothes. The second I was naked, I sat back down, and instead of climbing back on top of me, she slid off the couch.

I bit my tongue. The sight of her on her knees in front of me was too fucking tempting. She shot me a wicked grin before dipping her head and licking the tip of my cock.

“If we’re not using condoms, then I need to make sure you’re wet too.” With those words, she took me in her mouth while wrapping her hand around the base of my cock.

“Shit,” I hissed out when she went deeper.

Pleasure surged through my body, and I tangled my hand in her hair, but didn’t take control of her movements. She was doing fucking perfectly on her own. She took her time, taking me as deep as she could before sucking and then raising her head to swirl her tongue over my tip before slowly doing it again.

“As much as I’d love to come in that smart mouth of yours, I want to be inside you more.” I tightened my hand in her hair, pulling her off my cock before grabbing her and heaving her back on top of me. The tip of my cock nudged her entrance, and I pushed her down, filling her in one thrust. She choked out a breath, her nails digging into my shoulders as I slid down the cushions a little, trying to find the right angle.

She rocked back and forth, instantly getting gratification when her clit rubbed against me. I let her keep going, watching her face as her pleasure built. My own body was bubbling with ecstasy, and I focused on her pleasure, hoping to fuck I didn’t come before her. I hadn’t had sex in months. All I’d wanted was her—and now that she was on top of me, I knew I wasn’t going to last long.

“It’s not hitting your sweet spot,” I said gruffly, gripping her hips.

“It is,” she protested between breaths. “It feels so fucking good.”

“Can’t disagree with that. But it’s not what I want.”

I suddenly lifted her off me, stood up, and carried her to the bedroom. She cursed at me for stopping before she reached an orgasm for a second time when I dropped her onto her mattress.

“I won’t move you again until you come,” I promised with a grin as I climbed on top of her.

“Missionary?” she asked, raising an eyebrow. “I can’t reach an orgasm in this position.”

“How flexible are you?”

Before she could answer, I hooked my arms under her knees and raised them until her legs were bent over her chest.

“Fuck me, Gage,” she snarked, wiggling her body. “Right now. Or I’m getting my toy.”

“So bossy,” I murmured. “You know I’m ordering my own toys. So the next time we do this, you better be careful.”

“Or what?”

I pressed my cock against her pussy before sliding into her again. “I’m sure you’ll find out, since you can’t help but push my buttons.”

She moaned when I thrust again, her knees digging into my chest as I leaned over her. This position hit deep, and I moved again, waiting for the telltale sign that I’d hit her G-spot.

“Going to punish me?” she panted. “I think I might like that.”

“Oh, baby,” I said with a chuckle. “You might change your tune when I have you tied to this bed. Having complete control of when you come. I could edge you for hours. Until you’re begging for relief. But you wouldn’t get it. Not until I choose.”

Her pussy clenched around my cock because of my words, and I sat up on my knees, gripping her ankles and straightening her legs and pushing them forward until her ankles were nearly behind her head before falling back on top of her.

I pulled out, then slammed back into her, satisfaction filling me when she let out a loud cry. If I wasn’t on top of her, she would have flown off the bed.

“Holy shit,” she whimpered, her arms sprawled out on the bed with her hands fisting the blanket.

“Looks like I found it,” I murmured, plunging back into her. “You’re going to stay right there until you come.”

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