Page 51 of Filthy Little Lies

He groans like a starved man taking his first bite of fresh fruit.

Slowly, I take him into my mouth, inch by inch, licking and sucking as more of his length glides over my tongue until it hits the back of my throat. I swallow as my gag reflex triggers, taking a little more of him before I have to yank back up to suck in a long breath.

He smiles down at me and wipes the saliva from the corner of my mouth.

“Good girl. But don’t stop until I tell you, understood?”

I readjust my positioning and the carriage sways again, so I grab hold of his knees to steady myself and wait for it to settle again.

“Shhh, it’s all right. It’s just you and me, nothing’s going to happen.” He knuckles my chin and waits for me to open my eyes. “I will never let anything bad happen to you. I promise.”

It’s the finality of the vow that shakes me. Like something has been sealed. Maybe my fate.

I lick at my lips then let him bring me back to his cock. Sucking him back into my mouth, I draw him in, then pull back, over and over while his free hand strokes the length of his shaft.

“So fucking good,” He moans. “Fuck.” He grabs hold of my hair, fisting it and pressing me into place.

I swallow and swallow, but it doesn’t matter, he’s lodged in my throat and all I can do is accept it.

“Enough.” He yanks me off of him and I wipe my hand across my mouth. “Get up here.”

He shoves his pants further down then hooks his hands under my arms, pulling me up into his lap.

The carriage swings wildly from the jerking movement and I cry out, grabbing at the window behind him.

“We can’t.”

“We can.”

“Gabriel!” I push at his shoulders.

He grabs my hips, squeezing until I look down at him. Arousal and heat pool in his eyes.

“Savanah. Sit on my cock.” He grips the neckline of my dress. “Now.”

CHAPTER 15

Gabriel

Her big, beautiful eyes widen when the carriage swings again. We’re nearly to the top now and the wind has picked up. We’ll have the perfect view of the fireworks from the top, not that she’ll be paying any attention to them.

“Gabriel, we’re making the thing move.” Her fingers dig into my shoulders as I move her legs so she can straddle me easier.

“Do you trust me, Savvy?” I glide my hands up her thighs, over her ass, cupping her cheeks.

Another vision that kept me from my work today, was having her ass cheeks spread wide while her asshole sucked my cock inside. But seeing as she only lost her virginity last night, I’ll give her another day or two before I approach the subject.

She licks at her lips, swollen from having them so tight around my cock only seconds ago.

“Do you trust me to keep you safe tonight?” I amend the question slightly. I’ve read her foster care file. Demanding blanket trust won’t work for her. Too many people have let her down.

I won’t be one of them, but she’s going to need proof of that before she will accept it.

Her chest heaves, either from the anxiety of the swinging gondola she’s locked in, or from having my dick mere inches from filling her pussy.

“I do.” She nods.

I reach next to me for the box to find it’s slid away with all the movement of the ride. Wrapping my arm around her waist to steady her against me, I lean over to grab it. The carriage sways and she squeals softly, holding onto me tightly.