Page 269 of Sacrilege


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I feel my lungs burning as I struggle to take another breath. He jerks me away from him, his dick springing free and a trail of saliva leading the tip directly to my mouth.

“Get on the bed. It’s time for your next orgasm.” I snap into action, completely under his spell as I lay down on his bed. My back burns but my desire for him burns brighter, inundating my body with endorphins.

He pulls at the knot of his black tie and drags it above his head, impatient. His button-down is next and my mouth drops open as soon as I get a view of his chest and abs.

I knew he was a big man, but this is surreal. Everything about him is pure muscle. His abs contract as he bends down to get rid of his shoes, and then his pants and underwear. When he straightens up, he’s completely naked in front of me, a real God ready to make me a believer.

My eyes go to the tattoo on his stomach. It’s the six phases of the moon and it moves every time his abs flex.

He comes on the bed, putting his hands on my thighs and spreading them apart so he can crawl between my legs. His mouth comes to meet my neck and he starts kissing me all the way to my tits.

“Shit,” I hiss as he takes one of my nipples into his mouth and starts sucking on it.

This…this feels so good I can feel myself getting wetter by the second. His hand comes to play with my other nipple and my back arches, pushing my breasts closer to him.

With a sharp bite that makes me cry out, he pulls away. I let out a whimper of protest and he sits up.

“Do you want to be fucked, Miss Stewart?”

“Yes,” I pant, rolling my hips and pushing my burning pussy against his dick.

“Yes, Sir.”

He presses his thumb against my clit, making me gasp and rolls my nipple with his other hand. “I could make you come just like this.” He presses a little harder. “I wouldn’t even need to move, you’d rub yourself against me like the good little whore you are, wouldn’t you?”

“Yes, Sir!” I moan as I do exactly what he just said I would.

He pulls his thumb away, making me cry out in despair and smiles down at me. “That’s not the plan, unfortunately. The plan is,” he rolls my nipple again and presses the length of his dick against my pussy. “I’m going to torture you until you’re a sopping mess, begging to take my cock inside that sweet pussy.”

I whimper as he leans over me again. He bites and kisses his way from my collarbone down to my clit, making me writhe under the torment. He licks my clit once before coming back up and taking my other breast in his mouth. He taunts me for what seems forever, lighting an inextinguishable fire in me, turning my skin damp from need, and electrifying every single cell in my body.

“Please,” I cry out after what seems forever. “Please…”

“What’s that, baby?” he purrs in my ear.

“Fuck me. Please, fuck me, Sir.”

“Mm,” he kisses my neck while I slide my hand down my body before grabbing his cock. “A little more teasing, maybe.”

“No! I can’t…I’m begging you, Sir. Fuck me.” A whimper escapes my lips as he drags his fingers to my pussy, making sure my entire body lights up with goosebumps as he does so.

“Haley,” he rasps. “You’re so wet.”

“Please,” I pant as he pushes past my swollen lips to tease my entrance. “Please…” A sob escapes me and he lets out a soft laugh.

“Alright, pretty girl. Since you beg so nicely.”

His hand searches for something in his night stand and a second later, he’s ripping open a condom package and rolls it on his dick.

A sigh of relief pours out of me as he lines up to my entrance. He starts pushing in and a moan explodes from my throat.

“This is barely the tip.” He smiles down at me. “You’re going to take much more than that.”

“I will,” I nod as our gazes lock.

He pushes further and I spread my legs wider, giving him all the access he needs. Another moan escapes me and he keeps going, until I feel him pushing against a tightness inside me.

He freezes and his eyes narrow at me.

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