Page 103 of Casualty of Devotion


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“Grab my cell phone out of my pocket.”

He releases one ass cheek, his hand moving to the side pocket of my leggings. Pulling it out, he checks the time. “3:05 p.m. She said 4:00 p.m., right?”

“She did. That means we have time for a quickie.” My smile is seductive as I lower one hand, sliding it down the muscular planes of his body. My hand wraps around his large erection. A low growl rumbles in his chest as I stroke him, watching the flames of desire shoot through his blue irises.

Releasing my other hand from behind his neck, I grab the waistband of his sweatpants, tugging them over his hips, watching as they drop to his feet. His boxers are next, allowing his huge dick to spring free. Before he can react, I drop to my knees, opening my mouth and taking him inside.

“Fuck, baby.” His voice is raspy as his hands go through my hair; his gaze lowered so he can watch me.

My tongue swirls across his tip, tasting his precum, which is salty and delicious. He sucks in a breath as I lick the underside of his shaft, my eyes on his face, watching the desire swirl across his features as my tongue slowly licks him, torturously slow. His fingers wrap around my hair as he shoves his cock inside my warm mouth. I groan, feeling the wetness pooling between my legs as he thrusts. My lips tighten around his shaft as he fucks my mouth harder and faster, his breathing heavy, as though he’s running on the treadmill. His blue eyes darken from the pleasure I’m giving him as I cup his balls in my hands, massaging them just the way he likes.

“Jesus Christ, baby.” I see the trickle of sweat, starting at his hairline, slowly rolling down his face as I open wider, his cock hitting the back of my throat as he continues fucking my mouth.

A moan comes from me, the vibrations rolling over his cock that is against the back of my throat, before he pulls out, his chest heaving. He grabs my hand, pulling me to my feet.

“I need to taste you. Right fucking now.” Hunger burns from his eyes as he pulls off my leggings. Once he spots the lacy thong covering me, a feral growl comes from his lips and he yanks on it, the fabric ripping.

Involuntarily, a huge grin pulls up the corners of my mouth. I love when I make him lose control like this. He’s such a methodical planner, organized to a fault, except when it comes to me. I make his control shatter, like a glass falling to the floor and breaking into various sharp fragments. “That’s so damn hot.”

He lifts me and my legs wrap around his waist as he carries me to his large sofa. Tossing me on the sofa, I laugh until he kneels between my legs, spreading them wide. “It’s about to get hotter, love.” He leans in, his warm breaths tickling my skin as he rains kisses from my stomach to my inner thigh, then back. My hands run through his soft hair, trying to pull him to the center of my body, but he resists me, kissing down the other thigh.

A groan of frustration leaves my lips.

Before I can react, he attacks me, landing a few strokes of his tongue against my wetness that makes me shiver beneath him. He presses one finger inside me and I tighten around him greedily, writhing as he pumps it in and out of me, his tongue circling my clit. “Fuck, Max.” My voice is breathless and deeper than it normally is as I lay spread eagle on the couch, desire rolling through me. He inserts another finger, moving them in tandem with his tongue.

“Your pussy is so greedy, wanting more of me.” His deep voice against my skin makes me tremor with desire. Leaning in, he swirls his tongue faster, his fingers pumping in and out of me.

“God, yes. Right there, baby.” My hands twist through his hair, holding his mouth against my soaked pussy, not wanting him to stop.

And he doesn’t, continuing to devour me with his tongue and fingers, my entire body shaking as I watch this sexy man worship my pussy. When his fingers pull out of me and he stops licking me, I moan in protest.

“Don’t worry, baby. I’m not gonna leave you hanging.” He stands, rubbing a hand over his mouth and licking my juices from his fingers. Moving onto the couch beside me, he drags me across his lap. His eyes darken from his hunger for me. “Ride my cock, baby. Ride it like your fucking life depends on it.”

Holy hell.

My pussy clenches and I can feel the wetness dripping from me at his words. Grabbing his big dick, I slowly sink down on it, moaning as he fills and stretches me. He releases a hiss of pleasure as I keep going until I can’t go anymore. “God, Max, you feel so good inside me.” I slowly move up and down, riding him slow, squeezing every delectable inch of him with my walls.

“Fuck, baby.” His hands grip my hips, digging into my flesh. His head leans back against the back of the couch, his eyes hooded from desire. “You feel fucking incredible.”

His words spur me on. I move my hips in a circular motion, then slowly slide up to his tip, slamming myself back down on him. He bites his lip as a low moan comes from deep inside his chest. “Take it all, baby. Fuck me harder.”

Jesus.

His words fill me with both confidence and pleasure, turning me on even more. I roll my hips as I sink down on him, moving faster, taking his cock as deep as I can. Loud moans pour from my lips as my head falls back. I ride him hard and fast, my nails digging into his shoulders.

Judging by the curse words coming from his mouth and the way he’s jerking his hips up every time I slam down on him, Max is enjoying this as much as I am.

My pussy tightens, clenching around him, so I slow my movements, not wanting to come yet. Our eyes lock together, and I bite my lip. He is the sexiest man I’ve ever seen in my life. My hand moves down his chest and abs as I slowly keep riding him, my gaze following my movements, then back to his baby blues, softening at the look radiating from them.

He looks completely lost in me. As though he’s forgotten the rest of the world exists.

His hands move from my hips, going into the fall of my hair as he tugs me forward, bringing my lips to his soft, full mouth. Tilting my head, he takes control of the kiss, his mouth moving over mine reverently. My hips move in time with our lips, both of us moaning. Max slowly releases my lips, his hand sliding down my body. Smacking my ass, he gives me a smirk. “Now ride my dick hard, love. Show me how desperate you are for it.”

Holy shit.

The second those words leave his mouth, passion and desire take over and I give him exactly what he wants, riding his dick like I’m never going to get the chance again. My tits bounce from my movements as I fuck him faster and faster, taking him as deep as I can, our heavy pants and moans filling the room. He smacks my ass again, and my entire body shakes as I clench around him like a vise.

He groans and reaches one hand down, circling my clit.

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