Page 134 of Darling Psycho

He put her face first over the hobby horse again. This time, tying her ankles with her legs spread wide. And then he feasted on her. Obscenely spreading her cheeks open to eat her pussy from behind so indecently, she was shocked for a minute until the pleasure built like a rocket ship ready for lift-off.

“Please, Lawless,” she heaved, but earned a smack on her rump when she dared push her sex into his seeking mouth.

“Ouch. I was helping you,” she sulked, listening to his chuckle before he licked her from top to bottom.

“Don’t need directions to eat this pussy, angel.” No, he didn’t. he was incredible. And she was slowly going out of her mind.

“Please. Please.”

He pleased her. For a long-ass time, until she was mindless, unaware of time and space any longer. He used toys, his hands, mouth, only his voice to lull her, edge her closer before bringing her back. Then, when she got mouthy, he spanked her or grabbed her face, coming into their shared space and told her to behave.

He kissed her so much, using it as a pleasure weapon.

God, she wanted to be bad all the time if it got his attention.

The moment she came was a breath-stealing shock. Angela had expected Lawless to draw back her orgasm like the last five million times, so when it happened, it clawed through her stomach, fired electricity through her nerve endings, and boiled her blood. She was taken by surprise, no sound came from her opened mouth, and all that was heard was the almighty gush hitting the floor.

Oh, my god.

Oh, my god.

On some level, she knew she hadn’t peed herself, but she was so far into ecstasy, having never come that intensely before, logic didn’t play a part as Angela’s body locked up, twisted around in pleasure, while Lawless stroked a hefty hand up the length of her back and praised her.

It was the rush of endorphins that made her cry.

Fat tears rolled down her cheeks.

“I don’t know why I’m crying,” she spluttered, half-amused, part mortified.

Lawless had already untied her ankles, and he gathered her in, not fazed by her blubbering at all. From ass to her neck, he stroked her softly. “You’re overwhelmed. It’s natural.” Lips touched her pulse point. “You’re so tight inside still, aren’t you? If I tried to push in now, I wouldn’t get further than an inch.”

A hot shiver rushed through her. Why did she want him to try, anyway?

Her arms felt like heavy rocks as she banded them around his waist, burrowing into Lawless’ chest.

Lawless took care of her in the shed for hours, putting her through the paces, testing out her limits, showing her what she could look forward to in the future if that were the sex life she’d like to explore.

And then he carried Angela to the cabin, where he cleaned her up and laid her on the couch with a blanket like she was sick and didn’t just go through the motherload of an orgasm. Feeling weak and cared for when he brushed back her hair to tap a kiss on her forehead when he thought she was asleep.

“Grumpy, I didn’t pee myself, did I?” she asked, eyes still tightly closed.

“No, you didn’t piss.” He chuckled. “I made you squirt.” The pride in his tone made her toes curl under the warm throw blanket, and she peeked through her lashes to see the smugness on his face. “Doesn’t enjoy edging, she says, yet came all over my hand and the floor.”

“My body was under duress,” she protested, face as hot as the sun. “I wasn’t to blame.”

“No, I was. And now I know your limits and how hard I can push you.” then added, “lie there, I’ll fix you a snack.”

Sex and a snack. Was Lawless the perfect man?

Eh. He had cunningly railed her for hours to make her so sensitive to touch and then denied her orgasms, then fucked her mouth like a stud in heat and not to mention all the tying up and punishing spanks.

He might not be a perfect man.

But he was perfect for her. As cheesy as it sounded.

Angela fell into a slight dose, a smile on her face, while she waited for her tormentor to return with a snack. And the knowledge she hadn’t peed herself, but now she wanted to have another of those incredible orgasms again.

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