Page 58 of Tangled Deceit


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Once the clothing is over her head, her palms settle over my dress shirt. “So do you.”

“If you’re hoping to undress me, you better move faster than that, Raven.”

Her hands slide down to my pants, forgetting all about my upper half, and she has them undone before I can even process what she’s doing.

Olivia drops to her knees and has her sexy mouth around my cock in the next second, causing me to brace myself against the doorway of the closet. “What are you doing?”

She pulls back only long enough to answer. “Filling my dirty mouth with your cock. Sounded like fun.”

This fucking vixen.

I reach one hand down, grip the back of her head, and give her everything she’s just asked for. My dick drives into her mouth, hitting the back of her throat, and the choking sound she makes has me getting harder.

Her hands reach around me, and she digs her nails into my ass cheeks, taking every inch of me with renewed enthusiasm.

I’m not gentle with her, either, but that only lasts so long. If she wants part of me, then she’s going to have all of me, the guest in our apartment be damned.

Once I’ve let her have her fun—and enjoyed the hell out of it as well—I reach for her shoulders and haul her up with one jerk. My cock slips out of her mouth with an audible pop, and the adorable pout on her face almost distracts me from yanking her pants off.

Olivia helps, wiggling them down and kicking them off with just as much urgency as I feel inside me. It isn’t until I’m reaching for her again that her stare darts toward the living room. “Tori.”

“Not my fucking problem,” I grumble, lifting her back up and shoving my dick inside of her dripping pussy. “You are all that I care about, Raven. Everyone else can fuck right off.”

As soon as I’m fully seated within her, she seems to forget all about her friend, and when I press her back against the closet wall, she rides me hard, not withholding her pleasure.

I fuck her hard and fast, fully aware that we don’t have time for this if we’re to get where we need to be on time, but still, I can’t deny I needed this. I’ve craved her touch all damn day, and I’m going to savor the minutes that I give myself to escape reality with her body.

“Harder, Luc,” she begs, panting heavier and gripping tightly to my shoulders as she bounces up and down.

“If I go any harder, I’m going to put you through this wall,” I warn.

The smirk on her face is nearly my undoing. “You can have it fixed.”

My ass clenches as I surge up into her, eliciting a gasp from between her swollen lips. I repeat the action over and over until I feel her pussy tighten around me and she squeezes her eyes closed. My hips move faster, and when I’m close, I grip the back of her neck, dragging her face closer to mine.

As I pound into her relentlessly, I own her mouth just as much as I do the rest of her body. When she can’t hold back her pleasure any longer, her head jerks back and she cries out. The sound of her moans and the pulsing of her pussy have me following right behind her.

I hold her tight against me as the final waves of ecstasy roll through the both of us, but there’s no time to waste. We’re already going to be late.

“Go clean up, Raven,” I say, pulling out of her. “You have five minutes to be dressed in jeans, boots, and a long-sleeved shirt. Nothing bulky. You’ll be wearing a vest.”

Both of her brows go up. “As in bulletproof vest?”

I grab her shoulders and point her body out of the closet. “Yes. Hurry the hell up or you’ll be leaving here with my cum still leaking out of you.”

Her mouth opens and closes, but before she can form proper words, I smack her ass, urging her to get going before I tug my shirt over my head and use it to clean her juices from my cock.

As I’m getting dressed, I realize there are raised voices coming from the living room, but it doesn’t take long to figure out that it’s the television turned up loudly. That has me grinning when Olivia returns to the closet.

She tilts her head to the side. “I know why you should be smiling, but I could be wrong…”

“Your friend has the TV on and turned up.”

The one sentence has Olivia’s entire face turning red and her eyes bouncing between me and the direction of the living room. “I can’t believe I did that to her.”

“You probably made her night,” I say, reaching for my vest and slipping it on.

Olivia punches my stomach before it’s covered. “Don’t put those thoughts into my head.”

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