Page 60 of His to Ruin


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“I. Said. Open.”

With slight hesitation her legs part but I won’t dive right in just yet. Dipping my head to her neck I taste her with my tongue, sucking and nipping the delicate flesh around the column of her throat.

The sweet smell of her sets my body on fire and fuck if I burn, I want her. Her body relaxes as she begins to let go at my touch.

She tenses up again when I let my hand fall to her shorts and panties. I pull them down her long legs not missing the damp patch that’s pooled at her sex. I distract her further by trailing kisses from her belly button to navel. The little moans she rewards me with spurs me on further down her body until I’m hovering above her mound, the smell so intoxicating it has my cock aching to sink deep inside her.

She’s beautiful like this, head tilted, eyes half lidded and bared only for me. I spit on her pussy readying her for my fingers.

She lets out a whimpering moan when I tease her entrance for a few seconds, gliding my finger up and down her slit before edging it into her entrance again. The sight of her like this makes my mouth water. The need to taste her ignites something feral inside me. Throwing her legs over my shoulders I bury my face in her sweet glistening cunt, sucking and nipping her swollen clit until she forgets all about using her pink toy ever again.

“Caleb,” she cries gliding her fingers through my hair sending me into a frenzy as I feast on her pussy. Her hips rock back and forth for more friction when I remove my mouth off her clit.

“Tell me what feels better. This or Pink Floyd?” I ask sliding my finger into her tight heat. She moans bucking her hips off the mattress.

“I can’t hear you princess,” I say adding a second finger.

“This. Oh god more. Please give me more.”

My cock is so hard its pressing painfully against my jeans.

I could make her beg some more, but there’s no fun in it for me. I’m desperate to see the pleasure on her face and hear the sound she makes when she comes.

“That’s its baby ride my fingers.”

When I snake my other hand up and under her tank top pinching her nipple hard her pussy clenches my fingers like a vice. I can tell she’s close but I’m not ready for this to be over just yet. Keeping my fingers inside her I sit up on the bed pulling my jeans down enough to free my cock. Precum oozes from the tip begging to be smeared all over her pussy, but not tonight. I palm my cock hard and fast in the same rhythm I fuck her with my fingers until she’s fisting the sheets, panting out her toe-curling orgasm. I’m nothing if not a multitasker.

I don’t give her time to catch her breath. I push her tank top up fully to expose her full breasts to me, swirling a hardened nipple with my tongue before giving her other nipple the same attention.

“Push them together.”

Doing exactly as I ask; she pushes her tank top almost to her chin before cupping her breasts in her hands to mould them together giving me full access. My balls tighten.

I’ve already claimed her mouth but the mere thought of marking every inch of her body with my cum almost sends me over the fucking edge. I straddle her, lining my cock into the dip of her breasts groaning as sticky ropes of my hot cum paints her sweat covered skin.

“Now let go.”

Confusion marks her face for a second before she understands what I mean. I grin, watching my cum run down from in-between her breast to her belly button. She watches with wide eyes when I lift the finger I just fucked her with marking the letter C into the heated skin of her chest with my cum.

“Let this be a reminder in case you forget who you belong to again. You can shower in the morning. But tonight you’ll be sleeping with me branded on your skin so that every time you move in your sleep you’ll feel me even in your dreams.”

She sniggers sitting up on her elbows watching me tuck my softening cock back into my jeans.

“I will forget all about you the moment I close my eyes.”

“We’ll see about that,” I say placing a soft kiss on her forehead. “Sweet dreams princess.”

Swiping her pink toy off the nightstand I put it in my pocket before I leave. She won’t be needing that again.

Chapter Thirty

Jordin

Iwaketothememory of what we did last night. To what he did. The sticky reminder still clings to my skin. A renewed ache builds in my core remembering how hard he made me come and the way my body responded to his touch. The way I craved more not wanting him to leave. I roll over onto my side then I remember why I liked using condoms. No mess on the sheets. Ugh, I need a shower.

Exiting the bathroom I walk into my room to find my phone screen lit up with a text. One is from Lexy wanting to know if I got home safe and to apologise for last night. The other is from a number I don’t recognise. I reply that Caleb got me home safe and sound, my mom was none the wiser, and that there was no apology needed on her part. If anyone needs to apologise its Saint for his shitty overprotective behaviour. All she did was dance with a guy. Saint was bang out of order for starting that fight and so was Caleb for jumping in. I kept the mind-blowing orgasm Caleb gave me to myself. It’s not that I want to lie to her, I hate it but it’s for her own good she doesn’t know. If she knew she would do something stupid like go straight to Saint and confess all, then we’ll be in deeper shit. I can’t let that happen.

I ask her how she was feeling after what happened with Saint hitting that guy. The text back that she hates him wasn’t a shock.

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