Page 85 of Filthy Truth


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“You take your pleasure, Star. You own it. No one else.”

A hiss escaped her and she reared up to nip my bottom lip. “We own each other,” she rumbled.

I froze.

“Teamwork makes the dream work,” she repeated with a gasp.

She had no idea what that meant to me at a moment like this, and I didn’t make a thing out of it, just grinned as I tore into her mouth with my lips, teeth, and tongue, knowing she was as into this as I was when her pussy clamped down around me.

Star ripped her mouth away from mine as she let loose a growl, head arching back against the wall as I moved faster now that I knew she was into this.

With her getting wetter, I pressed a kiss to her throat, tracing the sinews before I nipped her and started suckling the sensitive skin.

When she tugged on my hair, my focus wavered a touch, but I brought it back under control, refusing to let that fucking bastard and what he’d done to me spoil this moment.

I slipped another finger inside her, scissoring them as I nipped at her throat some more, unwilling to stop until she bore my mark.

I wanted to hear her whine at me about having to cover it with foundation—just the thought of that conversation made me double down until she was clutching at my fingers, harder than ever.

“Conor, please, I want you. Your cock. Now.”

Her request had me rasping, “How could I refuse?”

She released a breathy chuckle. “Then don’t.”

“You want it, you take it,” I informed her, pleased when, barely a second later, her hands scrabbled at the waistband of my sweats.

When her fingers slid around my cock, I growled under my breath as she stroked me once, twice. I bit her throat, rougher than I would have if I were in my right mind, but she didn’t freeze up on me, just tightened her hand around my shaft in retaliation.

I slipped my fingers out of her pussy then used my now spare hand to shove the leg she had wrapped around me to the ground. Then, I pulled the sweats further down her thighs, dropping to my knees to drag them to her ankles. Unhooking one around her shoe, I freed her from their constraints then jerked upright and hauled her into me.

She hooked both around my hips this time, then hissed when my dick rubbed up against her slit. I let the tip collide with her clit, rocking slightly so she could feel the pressure, but she took control of things by pressing the glans to her gate and allowing me inside her.

I didn’t thrust into her, just let her adapt to the new fullness. Inch by inch, slowly, she opened up to me and rewarded me for my patience. Gravity and her relaxing allowed her to sink onto me. Her nails dug into my shoulders this time as she released a soft wail that had me clenching my eyes closed.

For a moment, I just pressed my forehead to the wall beside her as she took all of me.

I breathed in her ear, “This will never not be my home, Star.”

When she sobbed, I nipped at her earlobe and slowly made my retreat.

After a couple thrusts, she adapted to the position, and that was when I slipped a hand between us so I could rub her clit.

“I can feel how fucking hot you are around me, Star. It’s heaven. Fucking heaven.”

“You fill me so good,” she whimpered. “Should be too much, but it’s not. It’s just… perfect.”

I didn’t associate Star with softness, but this was a newer side of her, one that I couldn’t wait to uncover fully.

“That’s us together—perfect,” I confirmed.

She bucked against the wall then demanded, “Faster, Conor. Faster.”

I complied, groaning as she tightened around me, her pussy muscles urging me to come, but I fought back by frigging her clit faster too.

“I-I—” Then, she screamed. Only, it wasn’t pleasure-filled. “Why is this so fucking impossible?”

I nipped at her earlobe again. “Because you’re thinking too much. Stop it. Just relax. Naughty girl.”

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