Page 76 of Twisted Hearts


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Eagerly.

Hungrily.

My tongue snakes over his cock, still hard and swollen, tasting myself and his cum mixed together on it. I drag my tongue up and down, then dance it across the underside as my eyes lift to lock with his.

Gavan’s face goes rigid, and his jaw clenches as he reaches down to tangle his hands in my hair. My mouth opens, and I moan when he groans and pushes the head past my lips and over my tongue.

His hips rock, a groan rumbling from his throat as he starts to fuck my mouth with shallow, quick thrusts.

“Touch yourself while I fuck this pretty mouth,solnishka,” he murmurs. “Play with your messy, freshly-fucked pussy while you clean off my cock like my good little toy.”

Sweet. Fucking.Jesus.

I should be so disturbed by all of this—him, the situation,myself. But I’m unable to even try to feel that way. All I can do is eagerly moan more and more loudly on his dick as my hand slips into my panties to rub my throbbing clit frantically, feeling the stickiness of his cum coating me.

Gavan groans, pumping faster as my hand keeps time between my thighs. And just as I start to explode again—whimpering around him as my thighs clamp around my twisting fingers—he starts to come, too.

My own orgasm rips through me as his spurts across my tongue and down my throat.

I stay where I am, licking and sucking until he’s clean again. Then I shudder when he reaches down to pull me up and press me against the wall. His mouth crushes to mine, his tongue demanding entrance, seemingly uncaring that he’s just come down my throat.

“Thereareno boundaries between us,solnishka,” he growls quietly.

I don’t respond, smoothing my dress back into place and trying to fix my hair as Gavan zips his pants back up and straightens his jacket.

“My car is waiting outside to take you home.”

I bite my lip, turning to him.

“Whose home?”

His brow arches.

“Funny. Mine. Come with me.”

I pull my hand back from him.

“I just…need a minute?”

He nods. “You have five. I’ll be out front.”

When he’s gone, I turn to stare at myself in the mirror and blush.

I look like…well, like I just got the shit fucked out of me in a bar bathroom, that’s what.

I fix that as much as I can before I take a deep breath and step out into the hallway. Back in the main bar area, I swallow as I arrive back at the table where Callie and Dahlia are talking.

“Dude!” Callie frowns at me. “Where thehelldid you…” She arches a brow, and slowly starts to smirk. “Where exactly didyouget off to?”

“And more to the point, who did you get offwith,” Dahlia adds, making the two of them crack up as they grin at me.

I desperately try to contain the heat on my face.

“Har har har,” I sigh, trying to look amused and sarcastic and not, well, floating and well fucked. “I got to talking with someone at the bar, and—”

“Uh oh! Don’t tell Mr. Tyrant,” Callie teases.

“Hilarious,” I roll my eyes, still trying to keep my face from heating. “It was a girl from my corporate litigation class. Relax.”

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