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“Lay across the mattress,” he commanded.
After knotting his ties together to make one long one, he bound her wrists and shoved the leftover material under his mattress to hold her in place.
Then, he leaned over her and kissed her.
“You could crawl over me for sixty-nine,” she said.
“Next time.” He walked around the bed and stared down at her. “You’re trapped and I get to make you purr like the pussy you are.”
“Yesss,” she hissed. “I love when you eat me.” She bent her knees, spread her legs wide.
Another hit of desire flowed through him. He planked over her, kissed her hard. She opened her mouth and thrust her tongue against his. Then, she bit his lip. Not hard, just enough pressure to let him know she wanted him to turn up the heat.
Leaning over her, he sucked her plump nipples. She started writhing beneath him, her hips coming off the bed while she arched her back, forcing her nib into his mouth. One of the things he loved about her was how responsive her nipples were every time they played. Doubling in size, they’d turn rock hard, and stay that way.
He ran his tongue down her tummy to the apex of her sex, her mostly hairless pussy inches away.
She started moving faster on the bed, so he lay his arm over her tummy to hold her in place. “Your pussy is mine,” he growled. “Stop moving.”
“I hate you,” she whispered. “Hate that you were a fucking wrecking ball in my life.”
“Hate me all you want,” he bit out before placing his mouth over her pussy. He licked the hot folds, tasted her sweet clit. She was soaking wet and he gobbled her up like the treat that she was.
With his free hand, he slipped two fingers inside her, and she groaned.
“So good,” she murmured.
Slowly, he started thrusting, while her insides expanded. Two fingers turned into three and she began moving on the bed again.
“Lie still,” he hissed.
“Fuck you,” she bit out. “I hate that you’re making me feel so fucking good.”
He withdrew, teased her soft folds with nimble fingers, then swirled them around her clit. Wild, feral sounds ripped through her. Leaning into her, he licked her sex, thrust his tongue inside.
Bringing her all the pleasure had turned him hard again. He loved how she was moving, despite his arm over her, but he needed both hands to take care of her.
While eating her, he caressed her asshole.
“Oh, fuck,” she bleated.
He feasted on her like a wild beast, and she started bucking beneath him. Then, she started shaking and arching into his mouth.
“Coming,” she murmured between jagged breaths.
She convulsed, hard, into his mouth, her sweet pussy juices covering his mouth and dripping down his chin while she groaned through her release.
When she finished, her tight muscles relaxed back into the mattress.
He moved away, but he didn’t wipe her wetness off his mouth. He loved her juices, loved the way she smelled, the way she tasted. She’d been his dirty girl at Asylum and he was so fucking elated she was his dirty girl now too.
18
HERE COMES THE SUN
Jacqueline
Jacqueline wasn’t surprised that the fire and passion they had at Asylum continued into his home… and his bed. It was becoming harder and harder to loathe a man with so many dirty talents. Now, with her pussy primed, she was desperate for more.
