Page 52 of River of Deceit

“All this struggling is just turning me on,” Blaze whispers against my ear. “So keep doing it.”

Me too, I don’t say. Fuck, I’m so turned on. It’s all I can do not to push my jeans down and offer myself up to him.

The mission is receding further and further into my mind. I can figure it out later.

Sex is now.

While Blaze’s mouth is against the back of my neck, I reach into my pocket and take the charm out. I pretend to struggle and toss the charm into the nearby hedge while Blaze forces me back down.

I’ll go back for it later.

“You’re such a pig,” I hiss at him, but I can’t stop my grin.

“And you’re about to be my whore,” Blaze responds. He grabs me by the waistband of my jeans and unfastens the button and zipper without hesitation. He yanks my jeans and my panties down, exposing my ass to the warm late summer air.

“Then do it already,” I snap, lifting my hips higher. “Get it over with, you dog.”

Blaze laughs and grips my ass. “If I didn’t know better, I’d say you wanted this.”

“Good thing you know better.” I stifle a groan when he drags his hot, hard cock against my ass and along my cunt.

Condoms,I want to say, but it’s too late for that. He pushes the tip past my hole, slow and steady and thick enough to really fill me.

I can’t stop the moan, and I spread my legs wider for him.

“Whore,” Blaze says as he bottoms out in me, the word sounding like an endearment on his lips. “You’re fucking made for this. You took me so easily.”

“Doesn’t… Doesn’t mean I want it,” I say, and I squeeze my cunt so I can feel him shudder. “Just take your pleasure and let me go.”

Blaze’s movements stutter. “I’m going to fucking ruin you for anyone else, you slut.”

His hand snakes around my waist and down to my cunt. His fingers fumble until they find my clit, and my breathing gets faster as he begins rubbing insistently.

Apparently, hedoesknow how to reciprocate.

“You expected me not to know where that was?” Blaze asks smugly. “I’m not letting you pretend this isn’t happening.”

My eyes widen, and I almost give my game away. I manage to disguise my aborted laugh with a moan. It helps that he actually is good with his fingers, and I can sink into the pleasure while he pounds me. It’s an erratic rhythm, but that makes it even better. I can’t anticipate anything. All I can do is feel.

“You’re going to come before I do,” Blaze says, and that’s such an ambitious promise. I shake my head, though, as if I didn’t want it, and shudder when his fingers get even more creative with the varying pressure.

“Fuck,” I groan, squeezing my eyes shut.

“I can feel you clenching and unclenching.” Blaze bites the shell of my ear. “You’re so hot for me, Pandora. Your cunt is desperate for me.”

“No. I’m not.” I shake my head, even though I want to agree. Iamdesperate. For him, for River, for Asch. Three hot men who havebeen around me, tempting me into even more recklessness, these past weeks.

I lick my lips, imagining Asch here with us. I could suck him off, and River could pound Blaze while he’s pounding me.

That would be so hot.

“More,” I whisper, tightening my cunt and feeling him really drag against my inner walls. “Do it, you coward.”

Blaze chuckles and changes up how he’s fingering my clit, and that’s all I needed.

I give myself over to the pleasure, shuddering hard and biting back a loud moan of pleasure.

While my cunt clenches and unclenches, Blaze speeds up his thrusts until I feel him shoot into me.