Page 68 of Deal with the Devil


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My body jerks from the contact, I’m so wired and sensitive.

“Open for me.” But he doesn’t wait and pries my legs apart.

I’m boneless and beguiled, unable to think straight. “I want you to lick me.”

“Aye, beg for it, little wife.”

“Please.”

“Please, what?”

“Please lick me.”

“Please lick yourwhat…” he growls.

My heart thumps. “Please lick my cunt.”

He brushes a thumb across my sensitive clit. “This cunt?”

“Yes.”

“Or is it my cunt?”

“It’s yours. I belong to you.”

“Fuck yes, you do.” He brings a dewy finger in front of my eyes. “See how wet you are? How wet you get for me?”

“You do that to me.”

“And you do this to me.” He pushes his erection against my thigh, its wet tip smearing my skin. He nuzzles my neck, sinking two more fingers inside me. “This wet cunt is such a tease. I want to feel you so bad.”

“You do feel me.”

“I mean fuck you balls-deep without a condom.” His eyes burn dark. “But I don’t think I can stop once I’m inside you. I want to empty myself into this sweet cunt.”

My head fights to think about my cycle, which often gets messed up from intense ballet training. Should I take the risk? Perhaps I should wait until I’m bleeding and then pay closer attention. But I don’t want to wait.

“It’s okay,” I sputter, not caring. The fullness of his fingers inside me is mind-blowing.

He pulls them out and licks them clean, flicking his tongue. “Time for me to worship your wet pussy with my mouth.” He peppers my neck with kisses and moans, his hot breath fanning my skin.

“That feels so good.” I arch my back as he sucks on each nipple. “I can’t take it.”

“I want you crazy and dripping before I shove my cock inside you.” His dirty talk brings me to another level of enjoyment.

He moves down my body, and when his hot mouth clamps down on my center, my hips jerk. With his lips around my clit, I’m pulsing in seconds. I moan so embarrassingly loud that I slap my hand over my mouth.

He kisses the center of my palm. “There’s no one for miles, my little wife. Yell as loudly as you want. Everyone who saw us tonight knows I’ve claimed you. That you’re mine.” He sounds so primal.

I want to squeeze his head with my thighs for relief, I’m so sensitive, but Lachlan tears me apart, piece by piece, with firm lips and long, rough fingers probing me. I dig my nails into his hair. The more they become one with his scalp, the more he moans, pushing his hips against the mattress, humping it.

He sits up, looking like Adonis, with sculpted shoulders and thick biceps, stroking his massive length. His eyes flutter. “Fuck, you have me so sensitive. I may not last long. Are you sure I can come inside you?”

“Yes, please. Please take me bare.”

“I love hearing you beg for it.” Lachlan pushes the crown of his manhood against my entrance. No matter how many times we have sex, it’s still a slow go. But the way he smiles entering me inch by inch, he doesn’t mind easing inside a little at a time.

My center gives way, and he easily slides all the way in. I’mthatwet.

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