Page 217 of Filthy Feck


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The need in her expression seemed to double down. “I like being your naughty girl, Conor,” she rasped, her head arching back.

I clucked my tongue. “Eyes on me, Star. Always keep your eyes on me so you know who I am and you know what I am to you.”

Her throat bobbed but she listened. Her gaze, now locked on mine, turned dreamy as she started to finger herself. Her whimper made my dick ache, but I groaned in return when she shifted down and drew her digits along her folds, gathering her slick and using it to move faster.

“Conor, I want to see your hand around your dick.”

My smirk was honestly earned. Smug, I grabbed my cock and fisted it. She sighed in delight as I started to roll my hand up and down my shaft, and she watched me use my pre-cum as lube because it bubbled free forher.

“You get me so fucking hard, Star. Do you know that?”

Her next inhalation hitched in the middle. “I-I do?”

“You think I’m a two-pump chump for anyone else?”

That made her snicker. “Don’t make me laugh when I’m rubbing my clit.”

I winked then showed her my fingers. “My dick is leaking foryou, Star. No one else. Just you.”

She bit her lip then reached over and slipped her other hand through the mess I’d made on my stomach. “You haven’t come yet,” she breathed, the tips sticky with both of us now.

“Not yet. Soon. Touch your pussy with those filthy fingers, Star,” I whispered, watching with satisfaction as she complied.

A keening noise escaped her and she wriggled forward until my dick and her cunt were barely inches apart. She coated her clit with more of my seed then rolled her hips as if she were really digging the feel of that.

Eyes locked on mine, she whispered, “Rub my clit with your cock.”

Her hands fell against my abs as she leaned into me, and I nudged my shaft forward, letting the glans slap against her pussy. Both of us were a slick mess as I placed pressure on the tip and rubbed it around her clit.

“Fuck,” she choked out. “That feels so goddamn good.”

Gritting my teeth, I nodded as I started to move faster, sliding it in a circle around the sensitive nub, watching as her pink skin became dotted with more of my pre-cum.

I wanted to coat her in my release. Wanted her walking around all day with it dripping down her—

God damn it.

My head arched back against the pillow as the imagery whacked me in the face with the power of a two-by-four to the temple.

“You are so fucking perfect, Star. Do you know that?”

“M-Maybe I’m perfect for you.”

I growled, “Who else matters?”

“No one,” she conceded shakily. “Conor, that feels so fucking good. I-I think I’m going to—”

“That’s it, baby. Give it to me,” I ordered. “I want it. I want your pleasure. I want to see you shatter. You’re so fucking gorgeous when you let go for me. Me. No one else. Me. This belongs to me. Just like I belong to you.” I slapped my dick against her clit, watching her jolt in reaction. “My cock is yours, Star. Who owns your pussy?”

The moment I said the words, I regretted them. I half-expected them to trigger a deep freeze, but she stunned me.

Her pupils like pinpricks, she whispered, “You do, Conor. It’s yours.I’myours.”

“Please tell me you’re on birth control,” I groaned.

Shit, we should have had that conversation the first time we dry-humped on Anton’s sofa.

“Copper,” she panted. “IUD.”

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