Page 17 of A Lesson in Deceit (Mystic Riegan Duet #1)

His breathing was steady, but his hooded green eyes were slowly closing.

I pushed myself deeper, feeling the metal on my tongue.

I licked the underside of his cock, making sure each part of his piercing was attended to.

I sucked him back into my mouth, swirling my tongue around.

He placed a hand at the back of my head and started to pump his hips.

My eyes began to water, but I kept going, bobbing back and forth.

“Fuck, I really want to come in that sweet mouth of yours,” he said, his voice rough.

I flattened my tongue, breathing through my nose while he fucked my mouth harder.

My eyes flicked over to where his door was.

He hadn’t closed it all the way and I could have sworn I saw someone.

I’d never given much thought to being watched, but it really depended on the person.

I had the feeling that I wanted to work River’s cock more, sucking harder and going deeper.

Asher wasn’t home yet, and Grayson was fast asleep on the couch.

Grayson was fast asleep on the couch…wasn’t he?

The idea that he was out there, peeking in, should have made me livid.

I should have stopped this and marched right over to the door and told him how inappropriate that was.

I didn’t want to do any of that. I could feel myself getting wetter at the idea that the person at the door was him, watching me swallow his best friend’s cock.

I was able to catch my breath when River released me, backing up.

He reached behind him, pulling his shirt off in one swift motion.

He bent down, taking the waistband of my pants in his grasp and yanking them down my legs, removing my panties as well.

He pulled the straps of my tank top down so that it was bunched around my stomach, exposing my breasts to the cool air.

He sucked one of my nipples into his mouth, moving his tongue and turning them into tight peaks. He rubbed and played with one of them, while his mouth worked the other. I threw my head back, moaning.

River reached my face and kissed me, his lips molding to mine.

The kiss was deep and aggressive, but I could feel every ounce of love he had for me.

His hands gripped my waist, breaking our kiss and flipping me over.

He moved my legs so that I was forced to bend them and prop them onto the bed, presenting my ass to him.

He smacked one of my ass cheeks hard, then did the same to the other.

I felt a tongue on my pussy, lapping at my wetness.

He circled his tongue, burying his face to the point of suffocation.

I looked down between my legs as he straightened back up, running a hand down his cock.

My thighs trembled when he slid it over my entrance, hitting my clit.

I sighed in relief when he pushed inside of me, holding onto my hips. His piercing rubbed against me, and I nearly bit my tongue with how good it felt. He moved me against him, thrusting in and out. His pelvis slapped against my skin in a resounding rhythm that I could have listened to on repeat.

“Your pussy is fucking perfect. Looks so good filled with my cock.” He slammed into me repeatedly, firmly holding my hips.

I held onto his comforter, wanting to rip at the sheets and scream.

I snuck a glance over my shoulder, seeing that whoever I’d seen at the door was still there.

I had to blink, readjusting my vision, but I could have sworn I saw wisps of shadows wafting over the threshold, clearly confirming my early suspicion.

I started to meet River’s thrusts, moving my ass against him. I wanted to give my watcher a show.

“Move on my cock, just like that. Fuck, that’s a good girl.

” He halted his movements, letting me fuck him back as he let his hands roam over my back and ass.

I arched my back, thrusting backwards and feeling every inch of him slid inside of me just the way I liked.

He spanked me once again, pulling out and flipping me back over.

He nestled between my legs, not wasting a second before he slid back inside. He put my legs over his shoulders, hitting me deeper. He slowed his thrusts, moving his hips in a painfully delicious way that had me squirming.

“River, fuck, I can’t…please go harder.” I begged, holding onto his arms.

“You want me to fuck you harder, gorgeous?” His voice was low and raspy from exertion, but his tone was almost taunting.

“Yes.” I breathed out, while he methodically moved his hips so that he was feeding his cock into me at a glacial pace.

“You want me to fuck you so hard that you’ll clench that tight cunt around my cock and make a mess on me?”

I didn’t have any more words when he thrusted in again and I felt him deeper. I nodded, watching him slide his hand up my body and wrap it around the front of my neck. His other hand fell between my legs, vigorously rubbing my clit while he pounded into me.

My stomach hollowed out and I could feel the orgasm building. River kept going, his hair damp from sweat and every single one of his tattoos on display. I reached out, running my hand down his chest, tracing my fingers over the different lines and loops that decorated his body.

“I want to come inside that pretty pussy so that I’m dripping out of you.” His bed creaked from his rapid movements. “You take your pill today?”

“Yes, fuck. Please come inside of me.”

He squeezed my neck, slamming into me until I came again and he started to shudder right after me.

Our breathing was like a steady melody in the silent room.

River let out a relieved sigh, pulling out and leaning over so that he could kiss me.

He broke our kiss to place small pecks all over my face that had me giggling until I batted him away.

In all his naked glory, he padded over to his dresser, throwing me a shirt.

“I brought my own clothes, you know.” I started to put on his shirt anyway.

He gave me a look of pure adoration, throwing on a pair of boxer briefs and walking over to his side table.

He pulled out the silk pillowcase that he bought me for when I stayed over after having a very educational talk about my hair and its needs.

I handed him one of his pillows and he slipped it on, tossing it back at me.

“I prefer you in my clothes, especially after I’ve made you come. ”

I rolled my eyes, getting on the floor to find my bag that I’d put up here before we watched the movie.

I needed to pee and clean myself up before we went to bed.

I pulled out a fresh pair of underwear, hesitating before I got to the door.

I didn’t have that feeling that I did before.

Whoever was at the door had moved on. If it had been who I thought—who I’d hoped—then maybe a conversation needed to be had.