Page 77 of Mr. Devereaux


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I lift up and position myself over him, his head nudging my entrance as I slide down.

Oh. God. He’s. Big. The biggest man I’ve ever been with. His cock is a monster; not just long, but thick too. I’m gonna have lockjaw for the next twenty-four hours after blowing him.

He watches me wince as he guides me down. When I’m halfway, he moves his hips so he thrusts the rest of the way. I gasp in shock.

“Tell me,” he whispers. “Tell me how good that feels.”

“Oh, God it feels good.”

“Is Daddy’s cock big?”

“Oh, yes.” I slide up, then I slide back down as he grips my hips, guiding me. I start to ride him slowly, getting used to the intrusion. “I want you so bad, Mr. Devereaux. I’ve been dreaming of this cock inside me ever since that night at the party.”

“Because you’re a dirty little girl.”

“Yes.”

He smacks my ass cheek and I move faster. He looks so hot with his pants down and his shirt and tie still on. Seriously. If this man got any hotter, he’d be a fucking inferno.

“What do dirty little whores get?”

“Daddy’s cock?”

Whack

I throw my head back… so close.

“They get punished. Now ride me, Princess. I want to feel you coming on my dick right now.”

“Oh, oh, oh!” He bites down on my nipple and I explode. His hand reaches up to silence my cries as I ride my orgasm out, bouncing up and down on his fat cock like it’s second nature.

When I’m done, he stares at me. “Get up and bend over the desk.”

I slide off and turn around, sticking my ass out as he stands behind me, pushing his chair away with an almighty shove.

He feels between my legs and groans. “So wet for me. Spread your legs wider.”

He fingers me a few times and my eyes roll into the back of my head when he brushes my clit. I rub against his hand and before I know it, I’m losing it all over his hand.

“That’s it, my darling. Take what you need from me.”

“Inside me,” I whisper. “Inside me, please.”

He grins, lining up as he shoves in all the way and I gasp. He slides in and out, slowly at first, and as I stick my butt out further, he grasps my hips and rides it home.

This is so damn hot. Every single cell inside my body is on fire for Alistair Devereaux. I have no words to describe how dirty and indecent this is. But it feels oh, so good.

I can’t believe we’re doing this. That I instigated this, and he lost control.

I made Alistair Devereaux lose control.

Why that gives me an immense sense of power and purpose, I don’t know. But right now I’m not going to question any of it.

His fat cock slams in and out of me and it’s punishingly good. So good that I grip the edge of the desk until my knuckles go white. I’ve never had anyone do this the way he is.

Raw.

Punishing.

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