Page 102 of The Devil's Saint


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“It is for the men who even think to look in your direction.”

“Saint,” she scolds, not realizing the full extent of my words. It’s not a threat. It’s a promise. People will learn to fear my name and quickly learn that the woman by my side is off-limits.

My hands curl around her thighs to part her legs, my fingers drawing long lines up and down the smooth skin of her inner thigh.

“Promise you won’t go all caveman on me like you did last time.”

Every bump in the road, every time she moves, she sits deeper into my groin, making all the blood in my body flow straight to my cock. She can feel it, too. I know she can. Every rock of her hips is a game of tease to my rock-hard dick.

My head dips, pulling one of her spaghetti straps down to kiss a path from her shoulder to collar bone.

“I seem to recall you enjoying what happened the last time. Multiple times that night, in fact.”

She pants at the closeness of our contact, reminding me that it was after Ketch and not inside.

“Behave tonight, and I’ll reward you when we get home.”

Challenge flickers in the depths of her deep blues when she pivots her head back to look at me. “Reward me with what?”

“Multiple orgasms.”

“And if I don’t, will you spank me again, like last time?” She asks excitedly.

We might need to take a quick detour to a clothing store because I’m about to come in my fucking pants.

“You enjoyed that?” I ask, my eyes lighting up when she nods.

Jesus Christ, this girl.

If everything wasn’t crumbling to shit at the club, I’d order Colton to take us home right this damn second.

My eyes drift from her face to look out the window momentarily. We’re a good bit away from the club. More than enough time to give her a taster of what’s to come.

I inch my hand higher up her skirt, almost reaching her panties when she tenses, clasping her hand in mine to stop me from going any further.

“Saint. We can’t,” she whispers, so low I can barely make out what she’s saying over the music in the car. “Not in front of Colton.”

Colton has watched me fuck plenty of girls in the past. Sometimes, he would join in as a threesome. One of us fucking the girl while the other was getting their dick sucked. Other times, he was content to sit back and watch, beating himself off. Hell, even Caleb joined in on the fun. We’ve always been open to sharing any girl if they were willing to be shared. As for Lexy, they’ll never see that part of her. Her cunt is for my eyes only.

I contemplate asking him to pull over and tell him to get the fuck out so I can have her right here on the back seat. It’s probably not the best idea when I’m an hour and a half away from having an angry mob of clubbers at my door demanding entry to a club with no booze. Instead, I reposition us so we’re seated directly behind Colton. There’s no way he can see her, but the smile on his face in the rear-view lets me know he’s fully aware of what I’m doing.

“He can still hear her come,” I remind myself. Worth it!

She moans into my mouth, and I silence her with a kiss, her hips shifting with pleasure as I dip not one but two fingers inside her. She’s soaked and needy, just like I knew she would be.

That’s my girl.

Her legs open wider, allowing my thumb access to her clit.

“I’m going to fuck you with my fingers. Then, when we get home, you’re mine for the rest of the night. Understood?”

I slide out my fingers before thrusting back into her pussy once more, curling them upwards in a “come here” motion.

“Ya-yes,” she pants, grinding her greedy cunt into my hand.

I flash her a lopsided grin. “Are you going to be my good girl or my bad little slut that needs to be punished tonight?”

Her eyes squeezed shut. “Keep doing that, and I’ll be anything you want,” she answers, following it with an urgent moan.

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