Page 105 of Luxe


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"Soon, baby girl. Watch you writhing with my fingers on your clit."

It should look vulgar, my legs spread as I cup my own breasts while he circles his fingers over my clit, driving me so fucking cray I can barely breathe.

"Kylian... oh god. I've never..." My breathing hitches as he changes his rhythm, grinding the palm over my clit hood.

"Never what, baby..." he whispers, his voice so thick with need I want to scoop it up and pour it down my throat. I want him inside me in every way. “Brace against the mirror, angel."

He places my hands against the mirror and spreads my legs.

I hold my breath as he drops to his knees and crawls between my open legs and flicks his tongue against my clit.

"Oh fuck... Kylian... oh my god."

"Come for me, sweet angel. Come... and watch yourself as my tongue catches every drop of your cum.”

His hands grip my hips and push me down on his face until I know I must be hurting him.

"Kylian! No," I say, trying to move off him. "You can't breathe."

"Shut up and ride my face. I'll have everything I fucking need to live."

With that he flicks my clit again and my knees buckle under me and I lean onto him, his hands digging bruises into my hips as I grind against his tongue, knowing nothing but him as I inch closer to my orgasm.

I catch a glimpse in the mirror and remember his order to watch myself as I come on his face

His tongue presses flat against my clit. Hard. And I'm gone.

The wave of my climax breaks, and I watch through my eyes, lidded but open, my body heaving and writhing as every muscle squeezes in the most exquisite way. It hurts in a way that is addictive. Kylian making me come is addictive.

Before I can recover, he pulls me down, onto his lap and impaled on his cock.

We both roar at the same time.

My pussy screams, still pulsing from my orgasm, stretched more than I've ever been stretched. It's primal in the best way, I feel him stretching every part of me. Infiltrated me. Making me his in a way that there's no going back.

"You wanted me to fuck you without preparing yourself. Well, your wish is my command. But you might regret it, angel. Because right now, I can’t imagine fucking you any other way. You’re so fucking tight on my cock." Every word sounds like a strain as he lifts me almost all the way off his rock.

"Ready?"

I'm not but that's the best part about this.

Every time I think about being fucked from now on, this is what I'm going to remember.

I drop myself down on him before he can do it himself and he responds by thrusting up into me, pushing even deeper than before.

My pussy weeps, screaming with an intoxicating burn.

" Kiara," he chokes out, brushing the hair out of my face as he pulls my face down to kiss me.

He kisses me like he's starving and I'm everything he's ever wanted to devour in his life.

"Baby, baby, baby, I'm so addicted to fucking you."

“I'm addicted to you fucking me. Your cock feels so good inside me."

"Whose pussy, angel?"

"Yours, yours, yours. No one has ever touched me before now and no one will again."

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