Page 54 of A Shade of Evil


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Stepping back, I gaze upon her body as I remove my shirt, unbuckling my belt and allowing my pants to drop to the floor. Her lustful gaze runs the length of my body, and she whispers, “Why do I want you so badly?”

I shake my head, my finger pressed to my lips, causing her to smile softly as I set the tone for this seduction. Because that is exactly what I have in mind. Not rough sex. Not a quick fix. Allegra deserves something special. A sweet memory to replace the bitter ones that must be destroying her inside.

The moment I’m naked, I advance like a predator about to strike and as I drop to my knees before my goddess, I part her thighs and bury my face deep inside her center. She smells of woman. So sweet, dripping in honey, and I’m the lucky bastard who gets to sample it.

I swipe her from front to back, groaning at the sweet nectar on my tongue and she moans softly as I gently bite her clit, loving how she grips my hair and gasps, “That’s so good, Shade.”

Hearing my name on her lips is the sweetest sound and as I pleasure my woman, I only just register that I now think of her this way.

Her entire body trembles as she feels my touch and to prolong the enjoyment, I pull back and plant sticky kisses across her abdomen and then stand, sweeping her into my arms and offering her a taste of her own desire as I kiss her deep and hard.

She is so good in my arms. As light as a feather. So fragile, almost as if she will break if I don’t handle with care, and as I lower her back onto the unmade bed, I curse myself for not taking her to my penthouse instead. She deserves the best I can offer her, and yet this is a fitting end to our evening. She wanted the full experience, but that changed somewhere along the journey here because it’s a completely different one I want to give her now.

She lies before me, spread out as a feast for my enjoyment and I take full advantage of that. There is not one inch of her skin that doesn’t experience my touch as I kiss, lick and suck every part of it, leaving my mark and bringing back to the life the ones that are starting to fade. I want the whole world to see that she belongs to me. I am the bastard controlling this woman and nobody gets to go anywhere near her all the time she is mine.

She gasps and moans as I bring her body to life, edging away the bitter memories and replacing them with sweet pleasure. I am uncharacteristically gentle, which is a surprising turn on for me too. This is soft, sweet loving, and I underestimated its power. My entire attention is focused on making her happy, not my own gratification, which is unusual for a man who takes rather than gives.

But I’m giving now, one hundred percent and as she gasps my name, I love how it sounds against her sweet lips.

“That is so good, Shade, but it’s not enough.”

I smile inside because she must hate how much she wants me right now.

I grip her face and force her to look up at me and whisper, “Eyes on me, princess. Watch me own every part of you.”

As I slide in slowly, I feel every muscle in her pussy contract against my cock. Holding it, welcoming it in, and it’s a rush I wasn’t expecting. It appears that my princess knows a lot about owning someone herself as she draws me in while staring deep into my eyes, the passion dancing in hers matching my own.

I reach my limit. I am consuming her and there is nowhere else to go, but it’s not enough. It’s as if I don’t have the whole of her yet. I want her to be wrecked by me. To only see me and to only want me.

I push in faster, harder, determined to leave my mark. To show her she can’t survive without me. To show her who’s boss. As she grips my cock hard, she squeezes it almost painfully. As if she can’t let go, she has trapped me inside her, and I only get out when she says so.

“What are you doing to me?” I whisper against her sweet lips, and she replies huskily, “I am inviting you to ruin me, Shade. It obviously turns you on.”

She gazes at me seductively and I can’t help allow the beast in me to take over as I grip her wrists hard and raise them over her head, punishing her as I thrust so hard inside her the bed rocks. I want to dominate, to put her firmly back in her place, but she won’t comply. She has turned the master into the servant as I drive her pleasure rather than mine.

I pull out, confused by what’s happening inside me. I want to own her, to bring her under my control, but it’s not working. It’s not enough because I promised to let her go and so I shake myself and spin her onto her front and say roughly, “You want to know how hard I play?”

“God, yeah.” Is her muffled response and I grip her hips and pull her ass in the air, delivering a sharp stinging blow to it, causing her to scream. “Yes! That’s what I need.”

I waste no time in plunging into her from behind, causing her to face plant the mattress as I fuck her doggie style. The sweat is dripping down my body and her screams turn me on as I ride her hard, punishing her for making me weak.

I deny her an orgasm and pulling out, come hard over her ass, marking her on the outside, making her dirty with my cum.

“Oh, God.” She groans as the cum drips down her body and I give her no warning and gripping her hair, pull her head up and slap her ass hard.

Her grunts of pain are mixed with pleasure as she sobs, “Make it hurt, Shade. Fucking make it burn.”

I am out of control as I roar with frustration, slapping her ass while I pull her hair hard.

Her screams are laced with pain as she cums so hard her entire body shakes and I don’t believe I have ever seen such a beautiful sight in my life as she falls apart in front of me. Her ass is red, her sobs inconsolable, and I know that has nothing to do with what happened here.

She is broken.

I have cracked the shell, and she is bleeding emotion on this fucking bed used by whores.

This is the photograph I should be posting online.

This is the one I should have framed and sent to her parents wrapped in a pretty red bow.

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