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By some miracle, I managed to hold on.
Lowering myself again, I met her eyes from where I lay between her spreadlegs.“I need you to come quickly, Jailbait. If I don’t bury myself in you soon, I’m going to disgrace myself and coat this bed with my come, and I’d much rather paint your cunt.”
I lashed my tongue against her clit at the same time as shoving my twofingers back inside her as she fell back against the pillow again. My hips pressed against the bed, my cock desperately seeking release, and it took all my goddamn concentration not to come before she did.
Fuck my life. I usually had far more control than this.
Her soaked pussy ground against my face as I roughly pumped my fingers inand out of her, and her desperate cries filled the bunker.
“Fuck, Miles!”she screamed as with another flick of my tongue, her climaxclaimed her, her hips lifting off the bed despite my firm hold on her.
Not wasting a drop of her release, I lapped at her sweetness until I couldn’ttake it any longer. She didn’t have time to recover from her orgasm before I plowed my throbbing cock into her tight heat, her entrance stretching to accommodate my size. Sitting back on my hunches, I pulled her legs with me, propping her hips up with the support of my knees under her ass.
With an iron-clad grip on her hips to hold her still, I thrust hard, her titsjiggling. Fuck, they looked incredible with the two bite marks I’d left behind, and I made a mental note to make sure shealwayswore my mark.
As my balls tightened, Sofia’s eyes fluttered open, her blue orbs blazing withheat. Keeping her gaze trained on me as I fucked her, she brought a hand to her pussy and began rubbing her clit.
Her cunt clenching around me was my undoing, and as I exploded deepinside her, another orgasm crashed into her,and her entire body turned rigid. I hissed as wave after wave of pleasure rolled through me, my hips jerking with every drop of my release.
Breathing hard, I collapsed on top of her, holding myself up with one handto stop from crushing her, and my cock still buried in her. Through my post-orgasm haze, the image of Theo lingered in the deepest recesses of my mind, taunting me.
Instead of pulling out of Sofia and storming away like I did the first time Ifucked her, I lowered my lips to hers and claimed her mouth.
Theo could haunt me. It didn’t matter, so long as she was mine.
Chapter 23
Sofia
Stretching, my body ached deliciously, and a small smile tugged at my lipsat the memory of Miles devouring my pussy. How different things could have been if he hadn’t gotten to me before the pills took effect.
A pang of remorse rushed through me at the memory of swallowing the pillswith the vodka. What had I been thinking? In the clear light of day, I knew I didn’t want to die, but inthatmoment, I wanted everything to stop. Ijustwanted the crazy carousel of my life to stop turning for a few minutes so I could breathe freely.
It had been an impulsive decision. With each pill I shoved into my mouth,reliefthatit would soon be over consumed me, but lying here now with the ache between my legs, and my heart thrumming against my ribs, I was damn gratefulthatI was alive and breathing.
Allowing my eyes to flutter open, I blinked the sleep away. I’d fallen asleepwith Miles curled around me, our naked bodies pressed together, and believing things would be different from here on out. My heart dropped to my stomach at the vacant space next to me. Despitebeing gladthatI hadn’t succeeded in killing myself, I wasn’t sure if I could take his rejection a second time.
Not when my feelings for him were stronger than ever.
The soft,tap, tap, tappingof the computer keyboard reached my ears, and Ishifted to face where the computer was on the other side of the bunker. Miles was sitting at the desk, clothed, and his brows furrowed in concentration as his fingers flew over the keyboard.
I watched him for a few minutes, hesitant to move from the bed in case I wasmet with a cold shoulder. My mind flipped through the images of last night. The way his abs rolled when he thrust into me. The tingles his lips left in their wake as he kissed my body. His pierced nipples.
The typing stopped, and Miles lifted his head, catching me staringat him.“I’m having a hard enough time concentrating when I know you’re naked under those sheets, Jailbait. Staring at me likethatisn’t helping.”
The usual bite to his tone was missing, and his mouth lifted on one side intoa small, affectionate grin. The tension gathering in my body unfurled fractionally. Maybe things would be different after all.
I pulled myself into a sitting position, careful to keep the sheets covering mybreasts.“What are you doing?”
“Trying to get us the fuck out of here,”he replied, quickly adding,“Notbecause I don’t want to be locked in here with you. I wouldjustrather we were locked away at home so I can fuck you in every room.”
Fucked in every room of the house?
Yes, please.
Before I could tell himthatI was completely on board with the suggestion,he resumed typing.“Are you feeling okay today?” he asked.
“You mean, do you need to hide all the sharp objects and medication?”Ijoked, trying to make light of the situation, when guilt smashed into me at hearing the concern in his voice.“I’m afraid you’ll have to put up with me for another day.”