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Page 65 of Secrets That Bind Us

“It’s always been for you.” She moans when I get to her center, and lick up everything she’s got for me, from the base of her entrance up to her clit.

I flick my tongue over her, kissing that little gem before sucking her into my mouth.

I lave my tongue, circle and flick, caressing her clit as much as every moan that leaves her mouth caresses me.

“Such a pretty pussy spread open for me.”

Her hand goes back to my head. “Oh, fuck, Dean. Kiss her again and make me come, please. I want to come for you.”

I shove two fingers into her and chuckle when her hips buck against my face and her inner walls squeeze around my fingers. “You love coming for me, don’t you, baby?”

She nods and whimpers a “ yes ,” before shoving her pussy against my tongue, and I get back to work, pleasuring her, tasting and sucking and licking and nipping until she’s writhing, gasping, whimpering .

I feel her pulsating around me a little too soon.

Aww my poor baby, can’t last too long when my tongue is on her pussy.

I pull my fingers out and put my hands on her inner thighs, spreading them farther apart so I can reach her asshole, and then wiggle my tongue against her puckered hole.

“Oh my God, Dean!”

I groan, not stopping, letting my nose dip into her cunt while I devour every little bit of her I can.

I want to eat her alive. “That’s it, baby.

” I switch from her ass to her pussy and back, slurping every drop she gives me, and when I feel her want to come, I stop.

I get to my feet quickly and shove my underwear down, spit on my hand, and rub it over the head of my dick with a stroke.

I guide myself to her hot, wet opening and shove every fucking inch of my cock into her wanton pussy, brutally, just to hear her scream my motherfuckin name.

Yes .

I yank her by the tops of her thighs and thrust into her. “Is this what you wanted?”

“Yes!” She screams, and her back arches.

“Look at how fucking gorgeous this fat little pussy is when you take every inch of my dick, Verity.” I pump my hips in deeper, faster strokes. “My dick was fucking made to tear you apart.”

She gasps my name, clutching at the sheets.

“I know, baby,” I coo. “But you can take it. You’re gonna spend eternity with me, baby. You know that, don’t you?”

Her pussy flutters around me in response and I pull out, not letting her come.

Little vixen thought she could order me around.

But it ain’t like that. Her body is mine between the sheets to do with as I please.

I flip her and dive back into her when I get a firm grasp on her hips.

I thrust with a spank, wrap her pretty hair around my wrist, shove her down between her shoulder blades, and fuck into her with abandon.

“Pretty little Verity. Reach down and play with your pussy baby. God, I fucking love this ass of yours.” I spit on it, and press my thumb to it, making little circles, only pressing a bit in.

“I’m gonna fuck every hole in your body, baby.

None of you will be left untouched by me.

I’m gonna use you all night long. Would you like that? ”

“Yes,” she screams, pussy squeezing around me.

“Not yet, baby. Don’t come yet.”

“Oh God, Dean, please. Please let me come for you.”

Her words are a fucking siren’s song to me.

They send chills from my shoulders down my spine and wickedly lick at my balls, making them feel so fucking full and heavy, ready to unload in her.

But I’m not finished yet. “God, I love it when you beg.” thrust “Every inch of you belongs to me, you know that don’t you, baby? ” thrust thrust thrust.

“Please, Dean, please, please let me come.”

I bend and lick up her spine. “Keep playing with your pretty pussy, Verity. I love when you clench around me and grip me so tight I have to come with you. Go on, baby.”

I’m sick. But right as she starts to clamp around me, I pull out of her and flip her on her back again, which earns me a frustrated cry, and then a new, tortured plea when I shove back into her wet heat.

Feet still planted on the floor; I loom over her like a beast. I hold her face to mine, running the pad of my thumb over her jaw and then her lips shoving my thumb into her mouth so I can feel her wet tongue wiggle under it.

“I told you I own this body.” thrust “This pussy.” thrust “Every orgasm.” thrust “They’ve all been mine, haven’t they?

” thrust “Even before I took your virginity.” thrust “Every time you’ve ever touched yourself, you thought of me. ” thrust “ Admit it.”

Her thighs spread wider, and she reaches between us to rub her clit. “Every… oh God! All of them!”

I kiss her parted lips, plunging my tongue deep into her mouth, so she can taste herself on me.

My hand goes down to her nipple, pinching it between my fingers, only to let go and slap it.

“That’s my good fucking girl. Come for me so I can fill you up.

Take every drop. Oh fuck. There it is. Fucking, oh God, that’s fucking perfect.

So tight.” thrust “So hot.” thrust “So fucking wet .” I pump every inch of my hard cock I can into her pussy until I hit home and keep myself buried in her gripping heat, still rutting but barely.

I let my tip hit against her cervix, letting it tap.

“Come on baby, give me another one. I want your entire pussy open for me so I can get you pregnant.”

“Oh, God, Dean…”

“That’s it baby, keep saying my name. It makes me fucking feral, Verity.”

“Please come inside of me.” she says so tenderly, putting her hand on my jaw and then reaching up to kiss me, rocking her hips with my deep, short strokes, matching me. “You feel so good inside of me. I want this forever.” She whispers between kisses.

I put one of her ankles on my shoulder, loving that delicious little gasp that escapes her.

I drag my cock slowly out then push all the way in, still not changing the pace.

“Fuck, baby. I’m so crazy for you. Atta girl, Verity.

That’s my girl. Mmhmm. Come on my dick again.

So fucking pretty when you come for me.” I don't change the pace, only burrowing deeper when she starts pulsing around me again, raking her nails down my back. I lick up her neck and play with her nipples, gripping everywhere I can touch. “My girl. Always mine.” I shudder, losing myself to the sensation when I finally let myself come with her– falling off every edge we’ve ever dived, only to resurface together.