Page 60 of Wicked Little Lies


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Her looks is mutinous, murderous, and feral. My favorite.

She gets on her knees in the back of my big ass limo.

“Unzip me and take out my cock.”

MG does exactly that.

I like a good sub, one that’s born to it, but MG isn’t that and her obeying me, tinged as it is with that special breed of loathing, is beyond hot. Especially when her hand wraps around my girth and her amber eyes grow soft with lust.

“Take me in your mouth and get me wet.”

She does that, stretching her lips about me as her wet heat engulfs me, and it’s enough to get me to fucking come. I want tograb her artfully pinned hair and haul her down so I’m jammed tight in her throat. I want to hammer her until she gags and drools and tears up so that I ruin her makeup.

But I don’t.

I let her bob up and down. She swallows my dick, then comes back up my pole to tongue and suck on the tip and the piercing.

Our gazes meet, and she pulls back.

“Ride me.” Even as I say the words, I grab her, yanking up her dress and spinning her so her ass and slender back are facing me. I push her legs apart and push into her.

She rides hard and fast. The angle is perfect. I’m deep, lodged in that tight fuck hole of hers, and she’s so hot and wet, I use her hips to hold her, control her as we slam together, a hard, fast ride.

“If Carlos was here, I’d make him watch. I’d let him touch your clit.”

“You think I’d let you do that?”

“I wouldn’t give you a fucking choice. Fuck, maybe I’d take your sweet ass and let him finger fuck you.”

She moans. “You’re an asshole.”

“You’d prefer Agnossio, wouldn’t you? Watching? Touching, taking my leftovers.”

MG digs her fingers into my thighs. “Not leftovers.”

I’m close, so fucking close, and I can feel the beginnings of her orgasm. So I pull her off me and shove her to the ground.

“Mouth fucking open, MG.”

For a moment, I don’t think she’s going to do it, but she does. I jerk my cock, the electric release blazing from my tight balls and up my shaft, and I explode, coming hard and aiming at her mouth. She puts her hand on mine and closes her mouth on me, swallowing my ropes of cum down as I twitch and let loose the last drops.

As I come down from the orgasm, I look at her, and in that silent moment the power shifts. I own her orgasm, and she knows it. “You’ll come, MG. At some point tonight. When I feel like letting you.”

“I could get myself off.”

“You could,” I say, tucking myself away, “but you won’t because where would the fun be in that?”

“You’re a fucking dick.”

“And you’re totally here for it.” Then I notice the car’s stopped moving. “We’re here.”

“Fucker.”

“You’re the one who likes to roll in the dirt with me,” I say.

MG smooths down her dress. “How’s my makeup?”

“Fine.”

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