Page 48 of Deal with the Devil

I push the shirt up and over her breasts, a beastly sound rumbling in my chest as I take her in beneath me in only thin cotton panties. And then I devour, crooking my head to pull a beaded nipple into my mouth, sucking hard, swirling my tongue, grazing with teeth. Her hands are in my hair, over my shoulders. She’s nails in my skin, head thrown back, a melody of moans and sighs. She is desire’s beautiful chaos painted in the silver brush of the moon.

I move to the other breast. A tremor pulses under her skin and my name is a plea on her tongue.

I love the sound. Commit it to the deepest vault ofmy soul. Brand it there in such a way I’ll never carve free from this, from her.

“I need—” she rasps. “I need you to touch me.”

My lips curl around her nipple, knowing exactly what she needs. “Where?”

Just how brazen is my little wife-to-be?

“Between my legs. My clit. I’m so close, Kane. I need to come.”

Fuck, yeah. A woman who knows what she wants.

I’m a man who wants to give it.

Slowly, teasingly, I trace the soft line of her stomach to the band of her panties. I hover my fingertips at the edge before sliding over them to the V between her spread legs. She’s wet and warm even through the fabric of her panties. The beast rears in my chest, ready and wanting to claim.

I stroke my thumb down the center of her. “Like this?”

“Yes.” She writhes beneath me. “No.” I add a little pressure and her head drops again. “Yes. Oh, God,yes.”

My dick is so hard right now, it might actually burst. I’ve never felt want like this. Need like this.

“Take them off,” Nevaeh gasps, her hips starting to wiggle as her hands push on the band of her panties. “Off, Kane. Now.”

I’m grinning ear to fucking ear because this girl is sexy as sin, and she has no clue. She also has no clue she’s mine.All mine.

I pull my hand from between her legs to do her bidding, hooking my fingers into the thin fabric and tugging down the length of her legs.

She’s the most beautiful sight I’ve ever seen. I’m hooked.

“Gorgeous,” I rasp.

Her eyes ignite and red spills into her cheeks and chest as emotion floods her. “Please touch me.”

I’m going to do more than touch her. I’m going to undo her. Unravel her.

Dropping my head between her legs, I stroke her pussy with my tongue, absorbing the sound of her cry as her back arches from the bed only to fall back again. She’s a wiggly one, so I pin her hips between my hands, thumbs digging into her thighs as I hold her steady and alternate between licking and sucking at her little clit and fucking her pussy with my tongue.

Her heels dig into the bed, legs trembling as her fingers abandon their curl in the sheets to dive deep into my hair. When she tugs, I loose a growl of pleasure that has her orgasm surging close.

But not yet. I’m not letting her come yet.

I want to push her. Want to see just how wild I can drive her. How many reservations I can make her abandon.

I pull back and she whines a little cry of agonized distress as I flip onto my back, tugging herover me again.

“I was so close,” she pouts.Adorable.

“Ride my face baby,” I command, and she stiffens. But slowly, she begins to climb me. When she’s hovering over me, I hook my arms around her legs and grip her ass as I tug her closer. She smells like caramel cream and looks like a goddess of destruction as she peers down at me in question, long moon-silver painted waves wild around her small frame.

I lift my head and latch onto her clit, watching as her mouth pops open in aOand her eyes glaze with pleasure. Her hips jerk when I use my teeth on her delicate flesh, the sound tearing from her lungs one I’m never going to forget as her body pitches forward and her hands fall on the headboard, breasts bouncing as the curtain of her hair falls on either side of me.

The ache in my dick to push inside her is growing so intensely, so massively, I think I feel a bead of precum wet my tip.

I suck to soothe the nip of teeth on gentle flesh in the moment before her hips find a rhythm, and she’s riding my tongue. It’s a slow, hesitant rhythm that doesn’t take long to build in intensity as she strokes her pussy with my tongue and I reach up to squeeze her perfect breasts, tweaking pebbled nipples as her thighs begin to quiver. She’s close to orgasming again, and I’m ready to give it to her. She’s the one who pulls back this time on a gasped breath.

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