Page 35 of Sinister Lies

Thrust.

Smack.

Thrust.

SMACK.

Fuck… Fuck… FUCK!

I shattered, cumming so goddamn hard my juices came flooding out of me like a fucking waterfall, soaking the bed.

He finished with a loud grunt, my name feathering off his lips.

Seventeen

Jace

WatchingKittensquirt,knowingI was able to get her off like that, was my undoing. After another long, hard thrust, my seed spilled deep inside her, right where it belonged.

I pulled out of her, biting my lip as I watched my cum drip out of her swollen pussy. Her gorgeous tits rose and fell as she panted, heaving in deep breaths.

Fuck, she was so goddamn beautiful.

Leaning down, I pressed a delicate kiss to her mouth.

“I love you,” she whispered softly, making my heart soar. She had no idea how much hearing her say those three little words meant to me.

“I love you too, Kitten.”

Bang. Bang. Bang.

“Shit!”

Samara sprung forward despite being breathless and hopped off the bed, scrambling to gather our clothes.

“Hang on a second,” I shouted, cursing as I threw on my shirt and made to grab my boxers and jeans.

“Damnit,” Samara groaned, and I looked over at her, a smile twitching on my lips as she glared at me. My cum had dripped out of her pussy and was currently running a steady race down both her inner thighs. “There’s no bathroom in here.”

Bang. Bang. Bang.

“We’ll find one,” I told her as I began tenderly sliding my jeans on. “Just—” My gaze snapped up to find her dragging her underwear along her thighs and under her glistening cunt, disposing of the mess we’d made.

“You owe me a new pair of panties,” she growled, tossing them over to me when she was finished.

I caught them with one hand. All I could do was grin and breathe in her glorious scent. My dick grew hard all over again just from the smell of our releases soaked into her panties.

I’d wash them for her whenever I got back home and add it to the small stack of clothes she’d left at my apartment and never bothered to retrieve.

Bang. Bang. BANG!

“We’re coming!”

A few moments later we were fully dressed. As I painfully limped over to the door, I opened it, laying eyes on Finn standing in the doorway, a knowing smirk on his face.

I barely had time to open my mouth before Samara raced past me and slapped him as hard as she could across his scarred face.

“You. ASSHOLE!” her voice aggressively shook. “You should’ve told me!”

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