Page 22 of Veil


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His fingers slide under the thick straps of my dress pushing them over my shoulders and down my arms.

“Take this off,” he instructs. “But leave the heels on.”

Slipping my arms free from the straps, I hook my thumbs into the waistband and shove my dress down my legs until it puddles at my feet. I wobble slightly in my heels, but his hand gently cups my elbow as he helps me step out of the dress.

Wrapping his arms around me, he cups my bare breasts in both hands, brushing his thumbs over my nipples. My hands find his thighs, needing something to hold onto.

“Tell me, angel.” His hand moves from my right breast and dips between my thighs, his fingers stroking lightly over my slit. “Are you a naughty girl?”

I respond with a moan, pushing against his impressive erection as he continues to tease me with a single finger, circling my clit then down to my entrance. Then repeating the motion with two fingers until my clit is throbbing and my core is pulsing with need.

When he pushes his fingers inside, I cry out in relief, clenching tightly, desperate for the friction. He hums in approval, the rumble in his chest vibrating against my back. “You’re so wet,” he murmurs. “And tight. Fuck. I can’t wait to feel you wrapped around my cock.”

His other hand grips my hair, turning my head at an awkward angle, and then his mouth covers mine. His lips are soft but firm. Commanding. My knees buckle as he fucks my mouth, every dip of his tongue moving in sync with the stroke of his fingers. It’s the best kiss of my life.

He picks up the pace, pumping harder and faster, our kiss turning desperate. He curls his fingers, hitting the spot that has my eyes rolling back. I tear my lips from his, crying out as I come hard.

He releases my hair and his arm curls around my waist to keep me upright. My body is still trembling in post-orgasmic bliss when he flattens a hand between my shoulders and gives a gentle push.

“Bend over and put your hands flat on the mattress.” Reaching out, my hands brush over the soft sheets and I do as he asks. My heels put me at the perfect height so I don’t have to strain to keep my feet planted on the floor.

His thigh slips between mine, wedging my legs apart before his hands slide over my ass and down the backs of my thighs. “Such a lovely view,” he purrs. “The way your pussy glistens in the moonlight.”

I’ve never felt more exposed in my life, yet I don’t feel embarrassed or ashamed. His hands slide back up my thighs to grip the cheeks of my ass. A moment later, his warm breath brushes over my hot, oversensitive flesh, followed by his tongue dipping inside me.

My sharp moan echoes through the quiet room. My back arches and my fingers curl into the soft sheets as I push against his perfectly skilled mouth, rocking my hips while he devours my pussy like a starving man.

“I could eat this pussy all night.”

Then his mouth is gone. The clank of a belt fills my ears, followed by the distinct crinkle of a condom wrapper.

With one hand gripping my ass, he presses his tip at my opening. My mouth falls open as he fills me with his thick cock in one long thrust.

“So good,” he rasps.

I moan.So good.

“Are you ready to be fucked, angel?”

I clench around him, pulling a soft hiss from his lips.

“Greedy girl.” He pulls out slowly then pushes back in, rolling his hips. Stretching me in a painfully pleasurable way. One hand slides up my back over my spine then down to my tailbone. My skin tingles as he plays with my body. His hands move to my hips, and I brace myself as he pulls back then slams into me hard.

I cry out as my body jerks forward, my arms collapsing under me.

With each thrust, he drives into me with deep, deliberate strokes, the tip of his cock hitting that sweet spot that has me seeing stars.

The slapping of his hips meeting my ass cheeks, mixed with our collective moans, fills the room.

My body trembles on the verge of another orgasm, each thrust pushing me higher. “You’re almost there,” he pants. “I can feel it.” His hand dips between my legs, pinching my pulsing clit between his fingers, and my mouth falls open with a silent scream as I fall over the edge. The orgasm crashes over me, spreading through my limbs with an intensity of an electrical current. A low buzz fills my ears and a light sheen of sweat coats my skin.

His cock jerks inside me and he stills, dropping his head to the middle of my back, groaning against my skin. My legs are on fire as I work to catch my breath. After a moment, his lips press to my shoulder before he pulls out and the cold air hits my exposed parts.

I hear the rustling of clothing behind me. “You can use the bathroom to clean up,” he says, his voice farther away. “Thank you for a memorable night, angel.”

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My body is still humminglike a live wire when Heather parks my car at the curb. Butterflies tickle my lower belly as I pull a strand of hair under my nose and inhale the woodsy scent the mystery man left behind. The whole way home, all I could think about was him: his hands, his fingers, his mouth, his lips, his tongue, his teeth, the softness of his hair, the smoothness of his skin, the ripples of his muscles, and the feeling of his perfect cock sliding into me.

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