Page 53 of The Criminal's Custody

“Very naughty of you.”

“I thought it would be.”

“But a hell of a lot easier for me to get to you...”

Damon reaches out with his hand and slides it effortlessly under my skirt. I let out an uncontrollable gasp.

My body arches back against the chair as Damon’s middle finger slips down the edges of my vaginal folds.

He’s found my wetness.

And I know he’s going to tease me.

The bastard.

“Whoa, that’s... unbelievable,” I manage to say with a slight stumble, my head tilting back and eyes gently shutting.

I can’t believe the gangster is down there, ready to please me. It doesn’t seem real. It doesn’t seem like something that could happen.

I’m completely lost as the man expertly parts my folds and finds my clit. He begins to rub it gently, only getting faster and harder with time.

I start to squirm.

His touch is so nimble and so careful. It’s like he’s squeezing an orgasm out of me: a true professional playing my body like a flute.

He’s such a strong man in daily life. An all-encompassing and influential man. And yet he’s on his knees treating me to such delight. His entire focus is purely onme.

“I told you,” he whispers. “I told you I get pleasure from your pleasure.”

I can’t help but let out a little happy cry of delight.

His rhythm increases.

I ride his finger.

And then, when I’m about to climax, he stops.

It’s so abrupt.

I moan in despair.

But then I feel his tongue down in places where only his fingers have touched.

Oh shit, the man is going down on me...

Ah. I getit now.

That’swhat he had planned all along. Ever since I let him fuck my mouth – he’s now fucking me with his own mouth.

Damon’s lips surround my wet pussy as his tongue finds my clit. He spins the tip of his tongue around my pleasure to work me up into a frenzy.

Every part of me feels on fire in the best possible way as I rock into him.

He’s lavishing me with attention, and it feelsincredible.

I’m straining.

Straining.

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