Page 86 of Devious Vow


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Alistair groans, rocking his hips tight against me. His cock swells thick inside of me and starts to pulse, pumping his hot cum deep inside me as I come around him.

With a grunt, he pulls out, and I whimper as I feel the last hot ropes of his release splatter on my ass, my stretched pussy, and my thighs.

I’m shaking as he pulls me up, slowly turns me, and lifts my chin. His eyes burn into mine as his mouth closes the distance, kissing me and sucking the very air from my lungs as I cling to him.

“We have a small problem.”

I tense, my heart skipping. “Was I too loud?”

He smirks. “No. I can’t go out there and sit at that poker table smelling like your sweet pussy.”

A tremor teases up my spine.

“Oh?” I blush deeper, biting my lip as our eyes lock. “Should I…do something about that?” I purr.

“I think a really good girl would clean her cum off of my cock, just to be safe.”

Fuck, the way this man carves his way into the darkest, dirtiest, sluttiest parts of me and just…lives there, rent-free.

I drop to my knees again. I open my mouth, dragging my tongue up the underside of his still-hard dick. Alistair groans, his muscles flexing and his hand slipping into my hair as I tongue his cock—up one side, then down the other, eagerly tasting myself on him.

I tease my tongue over the slit in the tip, tasting the drop of cum that beads out of it. My lips part, and before I know it, I’m taking his cock into the back of my throat.

“Fuck,” he groans, his hand tightening in my hair. I moan around him, lost in my own need for more as I hum and suck on his swollen dick. My cheeks hollow and my lips tighten around him as I bob up and down, stroking what I can’t fit in my mouth.

Alistair’s abs clench. His eyes spark with lust as they lock with mine, watching me inhaling his cock and tonguing the underside.

He chokes out a groan, his muscles clench, and I feel his swollen dick pulse in my mouth. I whimper, swallowing eagerly as his warm cum floods my tongue. I can feel it leaking out the corners of my lips, a single drop trickling down my chin to drip onto my breast.

With a gasp, I pull off him, lost in a haze of desire as I squeeze my breasts and pinch my nipples.

I suddenly blush as reality catches up to me and I realize how unbelievably slutty I must look. But Alistair just holds my gaze unblinkingly as he shakes his head, smiling, and pulls me to my feet.

“You’re fucking perfection, princess,” he murmurs softly, tilting my chin up as his lips descend. “Such a good girl.”

God, does that make something warm flood through every single part of me. When he kisses me, completely heedless and uncaring of the fact that he just came in my mouth, I moan as I sink against him.

Suddenly, I stiffen. “We need to get back out there.”

His brow furrows. “Shit. Yes.”

We both start to fix our clothes. I make to walk over to the bar cart in the corner, where there’s a stack of cocktail napkins. But Alistair guesses my intention, and stops me with a tug on my wrist.

“Uh-uh,” he growls, reaching down and pulling my panties up for me, tugging them tight against the sticky wet cum coating my thighs and between them. “Remember,” he murmurs into my ear, “when you walk into that poker game, I want to look at you and know my cum is still marking your skin.” His eyes flicker. “I want to look at you and know how fucking mine you are.”

How fucking MINE you are.

Ten minutes later, after Alistair has already rejoined the party, I descend from the second level, having taken a back staircase up to avoid suspicion. The glowy, fluttery feeling in my stomach persists as I start down the stairs into the main living area.

There’s a big poker table set up in the middle of the floor, with a crowd circling the players—including both Massimo and Alistair—sitting at it.

“Ahh, there she is!”

Massimo turns to grin at me as I walk down the stairs. Every eye in the room is on me as well, and I am suddenly hyper aware of the fact that I’ve got Alistair’s cum soaking into my panties and still on my tongue.

It’s both exhilarating and terrifying.

“The game, gentlemen, is Texas Hold ‘Em,” Massimo says.

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