Page 135 of Wicked Praise


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Then her bra was undone.

And her panties slid down.

Blake pulled her to her feet, and they stood facing one another, breathing heavy, his cock thick and erect between them.

“I’m going to fuck you, Bella. But I need you to know something,” Blake said. “This time it’s different. This time you are mine. This time,” he declared, pausing. “No other man will ever touch you again.”

Her mouth fell open.

“Do you understand, Bella?” he growled.

She shook her head ever so slightly.

“You will,” Blake rasped, picking her up and wrapping her legs around his waist. He ravished her mouth as he walked them over to the floor-to-ceiling windows and pressed her back against it.

The cold was a stark contrast to the heat of his large, solid body. Bella arched, her hands clawing at him, wanting his cock inside her immediately. Even though she knew he would make her work for it.

She could feel his shaft pulsing against her as her empty pussy ached. “Blake.”

“Tell me you want me to fuck you hard.”

“I do. Fuck me, Blake. So hard. So I will never forget,” she pleaded.

She didn’t believe his words were anything more than just lust. This would be their last time.

“That’s my good girl.” His thick, rich voice followed her as he dropped her legs to the ground. “Now spin around. Hands on the glass and ass in the air. It's time I took complete possession.”

Bella’s eyes flew open.

But she’d only used the second plug and not for a few weeks.

“I want the entire world to see me fucking you. Taking every single hole in your body,” Blake continued as he fell to his knees and slid his fingers through her wet flesh.

“Oh God,” she cried, her hands slapping on the window as she leaned her forehead against it.

Two fingers pierced her, her breasts swinging needily while her nipples ached painfully. Blake’s tongue swirled around her entrance, then sucked on her folds, teasing her rear hole as his fingers fucked her.

“So thick and wet. Always wanting me inside you, aren’t you, Bella?” Blake rasped.

“Yes.”

Damn him.

He’d leave her knowing that. Her ego be damned. Right now, she needed him to give her everything.

Blake’s fingers moved from her pussy and circled her clit, rubbing vigorously.

Oh fuck.

“Not so fast, sweetheart,” he said, moving away from the hot spot and sliding through her pussy to her ass. She felt her moisture being transferred as he prepared her. Then he pushed. “Take it, Bella”

“Shit, oh God.”

“Bella, fuck. You have stretched so nicely,” he praised her.

Her body trembled at his words as her pussy called out for attention in front of all of Manhattan.

Was anyone watching?

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