Page 152 of Prettiest Psycho


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“Holy shit,” I huff.

My fingers dig into the canvas, trying to find a grip as he pounds into me. My torso slips and slides in the wet paint but I don’t even care.

“Does that feel good?” he groans.

“Yes,” I moan. “Oh, fuck. Ghost, yes!”

He pulls out of me again, and I gasp, feeling empty as he slaps my ass so hard I yelp.

“Hey—”

“Call me Donnelly.”

Ice cold dread washes over me but then he’s behind me again, pressing his erection against my clit, rubbing it back and forth until I’m trembling and unable to think straight. It’s still the same person, right? Ghost wouldn’t hurt me. And I don’t think Donnelly would either. At least, not in any way that I wouldn’t fucking beg for.

He doesn’t hesitate to press forward, and I’m so fucking glad because I was so ready for it. His dick is so fucking big, I can’t even begin to comprehend how he’s not breaking me right now. I feel every single one of those delectable piercings rubbing my inner walls, pushing me closer and closer to the edge.

He holds my body in a bruising grip as he thrusts into me again and again, pumping into me in a way that I can’t even comprehend, it feels so fucking good.

Ghost – Donnelly? – moans out my name as he rams into me faster and faster. My eyes lock on someone standing in the doorway to the lift.

Honey.

“Fuck,” I groan, unable to tear my eyes away from him, my core clenching and pulsing. How long has he been there, watching? And why does that turn me on so much?

His gaze scorches me, the want and need written so plain on his face that he takes my breath away. I reach out to him, beckoning him to come join us. He shakes his head, barely, but he doesn’t leave either.

“Please,” I mouth. He steps forward and my heart soars. “I want to suck you,” I call out, on a pained, needy groan.

That makes him move faster, by the time he’s crossed the space to reach us, his jeans are already down and he’s fisting his cock and presenting it to my open and willing mouth like a gift.

“Swallow me,” he orders me. “Take every drop, darlin’.”

Donnelly pauses for a second, but then continues destroying me in the best way.

I smile up at him, loving the power he gives me over him in this moment, and I take him to the back of my throat, sucking and licking every inch of his cock, savouring his unique, addicting flavour. He groans at the sensations I’m creating for him, at the attention he’s being lavished with, and I revel in it. It’s a power rush. He’s the type of man who could have any woman he wanted. He could have anyone fawning all over him. And yet, here he is, choosing me.

This is how it should be.

This. Is. How. It. Should. Be.

I’m consumed with a desire so strong that I can’t even begin to express it as I take him deeper into my mouth. It’s fucking perfect. The head of his cock is pressing against the back of mouth, demanding entry into my throat, making it difficult to breathe. But I fucking love it. Love how he fills my mouth. I’ve never tasted a cock so perfect in my life.

I press forward, encouraging him to push past my barriers and go deeper. He makes a small noise of surprise and his cock pulses and twitches in my mouth.

“Oh, fuck,” he hisses. “Oh, darlin’, yes, like that.”

Donnelley’s hands drift down my back again but I can’t focus on that. I can’t focus on anything but the press of Honey’s cock deep in my throat.

I moan as I take an extra inch of Honey into my mouth, until my lips are pressed against his hard stomach. Another pulse of his cock followed by another of his almost pained moans has me on the brink of orgasm.

“Oh, fuck,” he groans, his hand coming forward to grab a fist full of my hair. “You’re so fucking good at this. Oh, fucking hell, you’re perfect. You take me so good. So fucking good. Good girl. You’re my good little girl, aren’t ya, darlin’.”

I moan at the praise he’s showering me with. The pressure of his hand on my head makes me take him further down, until I’m gagging and I just can’t take any more.

“Take it, baby,” he encourages me. “Take it all.”

I do, and I love it. Juices are flowing out of my pussy as much as drool is leaking from the side of my mouth. “Oh, fuck. Oh, fuck.

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