Page 106 of The Villain We Tempt

And I. Fucking.Explode.

My entire body spasms, my back and ass arching off the desk. A primal scream I do not recognize as my voice echoes through the empty lecture hall as Ishatter.

I moan, my fingers tightening in his hair as I shamelessly grind my throbbing pussy against his tongue and the thick toy, over and over, until I collapse back onto the desk and sprawl across it like a rag doll.

I’m dimly aware of his head pulling away from my hand and the mask slipping back into place. He stands, sliding the thick toy out of my pulsing cunt before suddenly shoving my knees wide apart. I cry out when he reaches up with both hands and rips my blouse open, scattering buttons across the floor. A whimper hums in my throat when he yanks my bra down, exposing my tits. I squeal when his fingers pinch and roll one throbbing hard pink nipple.

His belt jangles. My eyes go wide, and I get myself up on one elbow to look down at him pulling hishuge, swollen erection free of his pants.

Alarm bells briefly scream in my head as he slides his fist up and down the bulging, veined shaft of his enormous cock and drops his gaze between my legs.

No sex.

I’m not sure if I want to remind him orme. But my thoughts are interrupted when he suddenlyslaps itagainst my pussy.

Sweet God, the sound that bubbles up from my throat when his heavy cock slaps my swollen clit…

He does it again, and even though his mask is back on, I swear I can tell he’s grinning at the way I shake and whimper and moan when he keeps doing it.

He brings the heavy shaft to the apex of my thighs, spreading my lips to either side before he glides the head between them. Itbumps over my aching clit, making me whimper and shudder in pleasure.

The Ghost Prince groans deeply as he takes my legs and squeezes them together, trapping his fat cock right against my pussy. He puts both of my knees over one of his shoulders and pins them there with one hand as he looks down over my exposed flesh, like he’s drinking in every inch of me.

“Open your mouth, baby girl.”

I know what’s coming, because I can see it glistening with my arousal in his other hand.

My mouth opens with a breathy whimper. The Ghost Prince glides the slick head of the toy he just fucked me with over my lips, then sinks it into my mouth.

“Taste how fucking sweet your good girl pussy is.”

I moan, swirling my tongue around the head of the toy like it’s his cock. He pushes it deeper, and when I feel it hit the back of my throat, he starts to move his hips.

Holy shit, yes…

A throbbing sensation blossoms between my legs as he starts to thrust his heavy, thick cock back and forth against my pussy, the head bumping over my clit with every movement. Slick, wet need coats my thighs, and I lose myself, humming and moaning and slurping at the toy like an eager little slut while he thrusts his fat cock over my clit again and again.

“That’s it baby,” he growls, fucking his huge cock between my thighs and coating my pussy with his precum. “That’s my good girl. Taking both those cocks so well. Showing me what an eager little fuck toy you are. There’s my little villain. Come apart forme, baby. Fucking break for me again. Show me how you come. Show me how you lose control for my fucking cock, baby girl. So fucking good.”

The sheer volume of praise hits me like a shot of adrenaline. I writhe and moan, my whole body trembling and tightening as my vision blurs at the edges.

“Just like that, baby. You don’t have to hold back. Break apart for me. Be my good little whore. My good little cum slut. My needy little fuck toy.Thereyou go, baby,” he coos, thrusting his cock over my clit until I feel like I’m about to go into cardiac arrest.

“There’s my good girl.”

Oh, fuckingfuck.

It’s the unrelenting wave of praise coupled with the sheer domination of his hard, muscled body utterly claiming me that ultimately pulls the trigger. With a ragged, twisted cry, my face contorts and my body shudders as the orgasm detonates like a bomb inside me.

I scream my release, my back arching as I take in a huge, ragged gasp of air before exhaling again with a ragged moan, like my very soul is climbing up and out of my throat as I go tumbling over the edge into the abyss.

The Ghost Prince groans, letting the toy fall from my mouth as he grabs my thighs with both hands and starts topoundme, like he’s fucking the shit out of me. Another cataclysmic orgasm thunders through me, and I cry out as I reach for him, needing more.

More skin.

More touch.

Moreeverything.