Page 52 of Slay


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If I wasn’t already positive that there was a room waiting on me in hell, then I knew that, tonight, I was about to make that reservation solid. Everything about this was wrong, but, fuck, I’d never wanted anyone this much. Each little sharp intake of breath Rumor took went straight to my cock. Seducing someone as fragile and uncertain as her shouldn’t be such a goddamn turn-on.

But, fuck me, it was. And if I didn’t get my face between her legs soon, I was going to lose it. I hadn’t been lying to her when I said she tasted like honey. Damn, her pussy was sweet. I wanted more of it. I wanted to lap at her cunt while she moaned and begged me not to stop. I wanted a lot of things with this woman, and one night wasn’t going to be enough to do all of them. I had to be easy with her. Slow.

Cupping her face with my hand, I brushed a soft kiss against her lips. The need to suck that fat upper lip was strong, but I had time. First she deserved gentle. This needed to be all about her. Her entire body was strung so tight that I was afraid she was going to try and bolt at any moment.

I ran the tip of my tongue over her lips, and she opened them, gasping in the process. Taking advantage of it, I slid inside. I wasn’t much into kissing. It had always seemed like a pointless thing meant for foreplay that bored me. But this wasn’t that. Not even close.

A soft moan came from her throat, and she rocked her hips, pressing her pussy against my dick as her hands gripped my shoulders. The way her tongue flicked against mine almost shyly was causing triggers to go off inside me I’d never experienced before. I wanted to wrap her in my arms and hold her here. Like this. Not let her go. Maybe get her naked and my dick buried inside of her, but I didn’t want to stop kissing her.

When she moved against me again, she broke the kiss and let out a small cry. Her eyes closed, and long lashes brushed her high cheekbones.

I’d never believed in angels until now. Fuck. She had me thinking poetic shit. I had to get this back on track. This wasn’t me. This was dangerous.

Taking the hem of her shirt, I tugged it up and over her head. She raised her arms, letting me pull it completely off. Both of her big, full tits were already free of the cups of her bra. I took a nipple into my mouth and sucked hard while unclasping the back of it and taking it off her body. Taking a moment, I let myself appreciate the view. Her smooth skin was flawless. I knew if I studied it closer, near her ribs, I would see scars, but that didn’t mar its perfection. It reminded me how fucking strong she was.

“Stand up,” I told her, and she blinked with a slightly confused look on her pretty face.

Just when I thought she was going to end this, she stood up obediently. I didn’t give her time to think about what we were doing. I had to keep her in this. With me. Wanting me.

I stood up and ran my hands from her shoulders to her fingertips before lowering myself and unbuttoning her shorts, then sliding them down her long legs, followed by the black satin panties she was wearing.

Once I had her naked, I stood back up and saw the pink flush on her face and chest.

“You’re perfect,” I told her, somehow knowing she needed to hear it.

The insecure glint in her green eyes eased, but I could tell she wasn’t sure she believed me.

“Rumor,” I said firmly as I placed my hands on her small waist, “you are beautiful.”

She pulled her bottom lip between her teeth and bit down on it as a small smile tugged at the corner of her lips. I wanted to laugh at how fucking cute it was.

I nodded my head toward the bed. “Go lie down on your back,” I told her.

She glanced at the bed, then back at me, but she didn’t move.

I stepped closer to her and pressed a kiss to her lips. “If you don’t lie on my bed, I’m going to pick you up and toss your sexy ass on it.”

She sucked in a breath, then blinked up at me before turning and walking to my bed. This time, it was me biting my lip to keep from grinning. My eyes dropped to her ass, and I had to adjust my already-throbbing dick pressing against the zipper in my jeans. She had two dimples right above her ass. It was as fucking sweet as she was. The urge to drop to my knees and kiss and lick those two indentions was strong. I would do it. But not tonight.

When she sat down and slid back onto my bed, I stood there, taking it in. Memorizing the picture she made. Searing the image to my brain for when this was done. When I wouldn’t see it again. The thought of my limited time didn’t sit well. I didn’t like it.

“That’s good,” I told her as I unzipped my jeans and shoved them down, stepping out of them before I walked over to stand between her legs.

Grabbing her knees, I opened her thighs, ignoring her strangled cry. The wet folds of her pink pussy made me slightly crazed.

Not bothering to give her any more direction, I put her legs over my shoulders and pressed my mouth against her needy cunt. The moment my tongue ran along her folds, her body bucked beneath me as she cried out my name. Loving the sound of it, I continued tasting her. I flicked her clit with my tongue, and her hands grabbed the back of my head.

“OH GOD!”

I gave special attention to that swollen pulse, swirling my tongue around it, then sucking on it.

“KING! Don’t…don’t stop, please,” she panted as her nails bit into my skull.

“This is a perfect little pussy, sweets,” I told her, then began to slowly lap at her in a rhythm that I knew would drive her crazy.

She began panting and begging. The uncertainty I’d seen in her eyes was gone now. I had brought her to the brink, and I knew she would do anything to get more. Wanting to push her further and let her know what being in control felt like, I stood over her, then climbed on the bed to lie on my back.

The desperate gaze in her eyes as she watched me was exactly where she needed to be for this.

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