Page 109 of Cyber Revenge

I lean lower, tongue gliding over her asshole. She shudders.

“Ohfuck me, Trip.”

“I’m trying to,” I mutter. She giggles.

My tongue circles her tight little hole before I spit and spread her open.

“I—I think my brain just broke from hotness,” she breathes.

I slide a finger into her ass, two into her pussy. Her back arches. She cries out, her character dying again.

“Focus, little killer.”

She shakes her head and turns back to the screen. I suck her clit, fuck her holes, and feel her build.

She tightens, her toes curling. Her whole body breaks.

She squirts. Right into my mouth. Down my face. Across the couch.

“Fuck yes, killstreak. Give it to me!”

She screams, grips my head. Her body convulses.

The match ends. I slide out of her, wipe my mouth, and grin.

She pants, boneless. “Holy. Fucking. Shit. We aresoplaying that game again.”

I check her stats. “Five kills? Killstreak, that’s a personal low. And you died… thirty-nine times.” I laugh.

She glares.

“Want to eat first? I don’t think it’s fair to make my boneless little killer get on her knees right now.” I stroke her cheek.

She melts into my hand. “I love you so much.”

LYDIA

After we eat, we’re back on the couch—this time with a waterproof blanket under us. Should’ve used that earlier.We’ll just say the pipes burst.

Trip loads into a match. The countdown starts. I kneel between his legs, tying my hair up while staring into his eyes.

“Ready, TripsterGuy?” I smirk. Ifullyintend to win this.

The match begins. I lick the already glistening tip of his cock. Precum coats my lips. I stroke him, twisting while sucking, hollowing my cheeks.

His body shakes. “Holy fuck, Lyd—that’s not fair. The hand motion—holy?—”

I cut off his words, deep-throating him until he hits the back of my throat.

One hand plays with his balls, the other teasing his ass. Goosebumps rise across his skin.

I slide off him and smirk. “Focus, husband.”

He groans, gripping the controller.

“You don’t fight fair.”

I keep going. Hands cupping and rolling, switching pressure. Spit drips from my lips, trailing down to his ass.