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This time, when his hand dips lower, he doesn’t tickle me. Instead, my nerve endings crackle as my desire grows when his finger slips between my folds easily, pressing against my sensitive nub in just the right way.

Using his knees to spread me open wider, he slides both fingers through my slit, and when he lifts his hand, they’re dripping with my juices.

He moves his fingers to his lips, and begins licking my desire from the digits, moaning dirty words in my ear as he tells me how good I taste.

Pulling his fingers through my slit again, this time when he brings his sodden hand up, he moves them towards my lips instead.

“Taste yourself, Angel. Taste how sweet you are, my dirty little slut.”

His filthy words make me tingle, and I don’t hesitate to take his fingers into my mouth. I moan around him as I use my tongue to lick up my sweet juices.

“Fuck,” he groans, pulling his fingers away.

He turns my head before slamming his lips onto mine, plunging his tongue in, devouring me with his mouth. My head is swimming from the intensity of his kiss, I barely notice his hand moving, until he suddenly presses two fingers into my aching pussy.

I cry out loudly, but the noise is swallowed by his mouth. As he kisses and sucks on my lips, his fingers thrust in and out of my pussy, twisting in the just the right way that I see fucking stars. I was already aching and desperate, and it doesn’t take much for me to reach my peak.

“Oh, shit. Evan… Fuck… I-I’m going to come,” I shout, as I pull my lips away from him to catch my breath.

He captures them again, never giving me a moment's reprieve, as his fingers keep up their relentless pace, hitting my sweet spot deep inside.

I’m spread open, wide on display as he fingers me whilst twisting my body to his will, so he can devour my lips too.

He uses my body, dragging the pleasure from me in the hottest of ways. “Come for me, like the dirty little whore I know you are,” he growls into my ear, my stomach tightening as his words send me over the edge.

My orgasm hits hard, and I cry out as my muscles coil before my body shudders violently. My pussy walls clamp around Evan’s fingers, and he curses into my ear as he tells me how tight I am. My juices flood his hand, and my heart feels like it’s about to beat out of my chest.

As the orgasm starts to dissipate, I frantically try to drag in some much needed air, as my body begins to relax. But Evan has other ideas.

As soon as my pussy relaxes enough, and it’s no longer gripping his fingers, he begins thrusting them inside of me again.

He starts off slowly, and already my overly-sensitive pussy protests, but he continues with his deep thrusts, rubbing my clit with his thumb at the same time. Each time he hits the spot deep inside, I see stars.

“No more. I can’t,” I mumble, my clit throbbing from being touched so soon after my orgasm.

Evan chuckles as he nibbles on my throat. “You can and you will. Good girls come when they’re told.”

His thrusts speed up, and he curls his fingers in the perfect way, making me cry out. I squirm on his lap, arching my back as best I can with his arm wrapped firmly around me, but I can’t get away from his furious onslaught. As soon as he presses his thumb hard against my clit, the sensations overwhelm me.

“Oh, God. Fuck! I’m going to come,” I scream.

Evan chuckles darkly in my ear. “I’m the only God you worship, Angel. Beg me to let you come,” he says in that deep gravelly tone that makes my stomach clench.

I can feel my orgasm building as I’m tumbling closer and closer to the edge. The pressure on my clit, and the furious strokes of his fingers, are straddling the line between pleasure and pain, but in the most fucking delicious way. A few more thrusts in just the right place, and I will be a goner.

“Yes, Evan… You're my God. Please, please… I… Can I come? I’m begging you,” I cry out, my hand gripping his wrist around my waist so tight, I’m sure he will have bruises there tomorrow, but he doesn’t seem to care.

“Come for me, slut,” he whispers, before biting down hard on my neck—which definitely will leave a mark.

As he issues me with my instruction, he pushes his fingers deep into my soaked pussy, and he rubs his thumb hard across my clit, dragging my orgasm from me in the most brutal way.

I cry out as my body shakes more violently than before, my cunt clenching around his fingers so tightly that he has no choice but to keep them still.

Evan continues rubbing my clit, dragging the last bit of pleasure out of me, until I’m sobbing and begging for him to stop. My body shudders from the aftershocks as I come down from the high, gasping desperately to catch my breath.

“Shush. Well done, you’re such a good girl,” he whispers in my ear, as he gently pulls his fingers out of my abused pussy. I whimper at the loss, which only makes him chuckle.

“Thank you,” I mutter, unable to find the words to say more.