Page 25 of Mr. Devereaux


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My angel on her knees, her tits on full display and my mouth and fingers coated in her arousal, it’s almost enough to send me off the edge.

She grips me with one hand and I hiss. I watch with excitement as she licks my cock on the underside, my eyes closing when she swirls her tongue around my tip.

Holy fucking shit.

I don’t know what I was doing with other women before her, but this feels euphoric.

Maybe it’s because I know nothing about her. Not her name, nor her face. The build up of watching her for most of the night and not being able to touch her.

Her body is perfect. That dress; the colour of emerald on her is gorgeous. The way it’s fitted to her sexy body drives me fucking insane. I’d love her to shove me back down on the bed and ride my face.

I fist her hair when she sucks me into her mouth. My balls draw tight as I watch her blonde head suck me up and down; her hot mouth making me want to spurt my cum inside her until she chokes.

“That’s it, my darling, that’s it…”

She fists my cock as I push her hair back, needing to see her mouth wrapped around my cock.

The mask glitters in the dappled light as I watch. A moan escapes her chest as I close my eyes and she takes all of me.

All of me.

I’m not a small man, but she takes my cock down her throat like a pro.

But I need more.

Like a siren’s call, she glances up at me and tugs on my balls at the same time. “Like this?” she whispers. “Is this what you need?”

I can’t take it. I lose all control as I thrust my hips up, meeting her groans with my own as my dick reaches the back of her throat.

“You’re going to take every drop of my cum, Princess,” I tell her. “Every fucking drop. Then I’m going to ruin that pretty little pussy.”

She groans as I fist her hair, pumping in and out furiously until I feel the pull. My balls tighten as I groan, “Princess.” And then I tumble; my cum spurting in hot waves in her mouth and down her throat. She gags, but I don’t stop. I keep spurting until every fucking drop has left me.

I’m a fucking disaster as I pull back, letting her breathe as she swallows me down and I shove the fucking mask off her face and throw it across the room.

She blinks up at me and something in her gaze changes. I frown.

There’s something familiar about her… or at least those eyes that bore right through me. I haven’t met her before… I would’ve remembered.

“Did you enjoy that?” I whisper, unsure why she’s looking at me like that. For a second, I’m unsure that she did enjoy it, until her lips part.

“I did, Alistair.”

I frown. The way she says my name… there’s some venom in her tone. Like I did something bad. Shit, I’m pretty sure I didn’t hurt her. She was okay sucking cock…

“What’s your name?” I command.

I rub my thumb over her bottom lip where my cum marked her.

I swallow hard when she says, “Charli. Though, you know me as Charlize Prescott. It’s been such a long time, maybe you don’t remember me at all.”

My eyes go wide.

No. Fucking. Way.

Charlize Prescott?

I swallow hard, bile rising in my throat. “No.”

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