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Story: Ashes of Sin
“But you need to decide now, Kyra.”
There is only a thread of control—a frayed fucking thread—left.
“Or I’m going to fuck you. Two seconds, Kyra.”
Her decolletage flushes and I pray she doesn’t say no. But then again, I’m not a godly man, so I wonder how much it really matters. I believe in the devil more than I do any god. No one saved me, no matter how much praying I did during my childhood.
My mouth dips and I suck her nipple.
One.
Two.
Her body arches as I meet her eyes once more and begin to make my way down her body. I lift one thigh and spread her wide apart like she’s a delicious buffet.
Wet pink flesh presents itself to me and I might be wrong. I think this is heaven.
“What a beautiful cunt,” I growl as I lower and slide my tongue through her.
“Oh, god!” she yells.
That’s right baby, lie back and enjoy.
Palming her inner thighs, I feast. Tangy blends with sweet as her body trembles and shudders. Like me, she’s highly aroused and on the edge.
I push back all the reasons I shouldn’t be doing this. Knowing how much it’s fucking up my plans and could backfire in the future.
IfI let her go.
How I should be giving her dinner and focusing on Pierce, making sure all the next steps have been implemented. That he’s suffering. That he’s unraveling while I revel in the joy of that.
Not fucking the woman he plans to marry.
Grrhh.
The idea of his evil mitts being on Kyra is suddenly unacceptable. As her body writhes under my mouth, I feel an unmistakable need to keep her from him.
Not to punish him.
But because right now her body belongs to me. Her cries belong to me.
My plan is evolving.
I am not giving her back.
I can’t keep her captive forever. As my tongue laps at her flesh, sliding through her folds, and I suck on her clit, I realize the fucking mistake I’ve made.
“Maddox,” she moans, and I flinch at the use of my name.
It’s so intimate.
She’s my prisoner.
Fuck I shouldn’t be doing this.
“More.”
I know what she wants. I know what she needs. I should fuck her with my fingers, especially as I’ve already come. But I needto fill this woman with my cock and seed, dominating her in the complete and utter sense of the word.
There is only a thread of control—a frayed fucking thread—left.
“Or I’m going to fuck you. Two seconds, Kyra.”
Her decolletage flushes and I pray she doesn’t say no. But then again, I’m not a godly man, so I wonder how much it really matters. I believe in the devil more than I do any god. No one saved me, no matter how much praying I did during my childhood.
My mouth dips and I suck her nipple.
One.
Two.
Her body arches as I meet her eyes once more and begin to make my way down her body. I lift one thigh and spread her wide apart like she’s a delicious buffet.
Wet pink flesh presents itself to me and I might be wrong. I think this is heaven.
“What a beautiful cunt,” I growl as I lower and slide my tongue through her.
“Oh, god!” she yells.
That’s right baby, lie back and enjoy.
Palming her inner thighs, I feast. Tangy blends with sweet as her body trembles and shudders. Like me, she’s highly aroused and on the edge.
I push back all the reasons I shouldn’t be doing this. Knowing how much it’s fucking up my plans and could backfire in the future.
IfI let her go.
How I should be giving her dinner and focusing on Pierce, making sure all the next steps have been implemented. That he’s suffering. That he’s unraveling while I revel in the joy of that.
Not fucking the woman he plans to marry.
Grrhh.
The idea of his evil mitts being on Kyra is suddenly unacceptable. As her body writhes under my mouth, I feel an unmistakable need to keep her from him.
Not to punish him.
But because right now her body belongs to me. Her cries belong to me.
My plan is evolving.
I am not giving her back.
I can’t keep her captive forever. As my tongue laps at her flesh, sliding through her folds, and I suck on her clit, I realize the fucking mistake I’ve made.
“Maddox,” she moans, and I flinch at the use of my name.
It’s so intimate.
She’s my prisoner.
Fuck I shouldn’t be doing this.
“More.”
I know what she wants. I know what she needs. I should fuck her with my fingers, especially as I’ve already come. But I needto fill this woman with my cock and seed, dominating her in the complete and utter sense of the word.
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