Page 60 of Sacrilege


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Still between him and the wall, I fell to my knees.

His jaw tightened, and I could see the war in his gaze. His pain and rage were on the verge of overflowing, and he was fighting his instincts again.

“What comes next, Mr. Fox?” I rasped.

He hesitated, and for a split second I thought he was going to run. Then his nostrils flared and his eyes zeroed in on where my tongue darted out to wet my lips.

Warmth washed over me under his stare, and the second his shoulders relaxed, I knew he’d given in.

“Take my cock out and deliver on your promise. Suck me until I forget who I am.”

A smile tipped my lips. “Yes, sir.”

My hands were steady as I popped the button and dragged down the zipper of his slacks. His cock was already hard and straining against his boxer briefs before I pulled the elastic down and freed him.

Ho. Lee. Shit.

Free him I did.

He was huge. Not in length, but the girth of him left me doubting my abilities to fit around him.

Mouth or pussy.

But I wasn’t raised a quitter.

The tip dripped with his arousal and I leaned in and painted my lips with it.

“Oh fuck, Firefly,” he mumbled, but his words were quickly replaced with a delicious moan when I wrapped my mouth around him.

Humming my approval against his flesh, I moved up and down his shaft, gripping the base and squeezing as I worked from bottom to top. He leaned forward and pressed a closed fist against the mirrored wall behind me while tangling the other in my hair. My gaze trailed up his body and found his restraint still intact as he struggled against the need to fuck my mouth with reckless abandon.

Stubborn. Fucking. Ass.

I wasn’t about to let him give in to his morals.

Inhaling deep, I hollowed out my cheeks and slowed my pace before digging my hands into his thighs as I hummed the melody his soul inspired in mine around his cock.

A low growl rumbled in his chest, and his dick quivered against my tongue and grew harder.

Let go, I told him with my eyes.

He understood the assignment.

A strangled moan fell from my lips when he tightened his grip on my hair to the point of pain. Nate rammed his cock in my mouth, well past the point of kissing the back of my throat, and I swallowed him down. My humming fell away, replaced by the slurp of his dick on my tongue and my halfhearted gasps for air.

“Your mouth,” Nate groaned, his hips a continuous wave of heedless thrusts. “You have no idea how fucking gorgeous you look.”

Arousal flooded my pussy and I attempted to clench my thighs together to hide the wetness that was no longer contained by the scrap of lace between my legs, but Nate’s foot was firmly planted on the inside of my knee, preventing me from doing so.

“Are you turned on by the way I’m fucking your face, Firefly?” he asked, but I knew he didn't expect an answer with the way he continued to ram his cock down my throat.

Nate knew exactly what he was doing to me; the fire he’d lit low in my belly that could only be doused by him.

My jaw ached and my knees likely had bruises on them, but I pressed on, digging my nails into the round of his ass and pressing my face forward until my nose was buried in the soft black curls at the base of his shaft.

“Take my cock out of your mouth,” Nate growled.

I inhaled through my nose and disregarded his request.

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