Page 111 of Brutal Callous Heir


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“I’m going to fill your throat with cum,” I tell her. “But you want that, don’t you? You want to swallow me down like the good little whore you are.”

Her eyes flare but she doesn’t let up, she just keeps sucking me down until my cock jerks and my release slams into me.

“FUCK. RAINE. FUCK,” I bellow as I spill my seed, filling both her mouth and her throat.

The second I’m done, I pull back, drag her from the floor with my hand around her throat and slam my lips down on hers.

I can taste myself on her tongue, but it does fuck all to lessen my need.

That was great. Fucking epic, if I’m being honest. But I need more. So much more. More than I think this filthy little rendezvous in the storage shed can deliver.

Spinning us around, I swipe my arm across the shit that’s littered across a dirty, old, battered desktop sending plant pots and marker sticks everywhere before throwing her onto it, face down.

“Theo,” she cries as I pin her there with a hand between her shoulder blades as I flip her school skirt up and find her bare arse staring back at me.

“Sexy,” I mutter, training a finger over the thin strip of fabric that runs between her arse cheeks.

“Oh God,” she whimpers when I drag it away from her body and continue lower, desperate to find out how wet she is.

And I am not disappointed.

“Oh, sunshine. You really fucking loved sucking my dick, didn’t you?”

“Yes. Yes. Please,” she begs, pushing up on her toes to offer herself up to me.

“Whore,” I bark before cracking my palm across her arse.

My handprint instantly blooms on her pale skin and my chest puffs out in satisfaction.

Fuck yeah.

I land another before ripping her knickers from her body and stuffing them into my pocket.

“Oh God, yes,” she cries when I drop to my knees—without instruction this time—spread her wide and lick up the length of her. Clit to arse. “THEO,” she screams, ensuring that anyone who might be hanging around outside this very un-soundproofed wooden building knows exactly who is delivering this much pleasure.

I eat her like I haven’t had a meal in a week, lapping at her and swallowing down her juices as if they’re my own.

She cries out as I push her closer to her release. Her body trembles with her need to let go, but I hold it off. Punishing her. Testing her.

“NO,” she screams when I finally convince myself to stop and get to my feet.

“Shut the fuck up, sunshine, or I’ll have to gag you as well.”

She does as she’s told the second I step up behind her and run the head of my dick through her folds.

“Yes, please. Fuck me. Please.”

“Couldn’t say no even if I wanted to.”

With my fingers twisted in her hair, holding her against the tabletop, I thrust into her.

She screams like a banshee, and I fucking love it.

Listen to that All Hallows’. This fucking girl is mine.

I fuck her like a savage. In only minutes, my shirt is sticking to my back, sweat beading my brow. But I won’t stop. I can’t. I am too fucking addicted.

Dragging her up, I change the angle, making her scream before I rip open her shirt, sending buttons pinging across the small space around us.

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