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Page 83 of Smut Lovers

Chapter Four

I shove my fingers past her lips. Soaking them in her mouth as she curls her tongue around them.

So fucking perfect. On her knees for me.

Begging for me. We are both naked and wanting our release.

Her on the carpet of my bedroom floor, staring up at me with her doe eyes, and she squirms with need as she presses her thighs together, trying to ease the ache.

I’ve been edging her for the past fifteen minutes. Showing her what it is to be a good girl for me. Making her sit and wait for what she wants. Running toy after toy all over her body. Teasing her nipples. Her clit. Her soaked pussy.

She doesn’t know when I will give her the release, just that she needs it.

So I stand before her and watch her squirm on her knees before me.

I lift one foot and place my toes on the edge of the bench at the foot of my bed.

Opening myself up to her eyes. She keeps her eyes on me like I’ve told her to, but she licks her lips.

“Such a good little angel. Taste me.”

She leans forward and licks my pussy. The strap on only barely in the way of her eyes staying trained on me. I grip the silicone cock in one hand and lift it up so I can watch as she licks her lips and runs her tongue over me again. This time, she circles my clit and then pulls back.

I palm the silicone cock and then lower it to her lips. Pushing into her mouth and making her open for me. I want it soaking wet before I slide it inside of her. I want her to know that when I give her the release she needs, it’s with the saliva from her own mouth lubing my way.

So when I shove the cock deeper into her throat and she gags slightly, I don’t stop there. I grip her hair and push past that point. Forcing her to relax and take what I give her. She gags again and tears race down her cheeks.

“Fucking shit, angel. That’s such a beautiful sight. On your knees. Taking my cock so deep. Soon I will fill your pussy.” She squeezes her thighs again. Her fingers clenched against them with force. “Relax. Take it. Soon I will give you exactly what you need.”

I pull back, and she breathes heavily through her nose. That’s it. Such a good girl she is. I push back into her throat. The resistance is fucking perfect. The need to make her take more of the cock. Every bit of my body humming for her to fucking cum for me as I shove her face toward my stomach.

Fucking so perfect.

I fuck her face until her spit pools from her mouth and coats her chin and the silicone piece.

Then I pull from her mouth and grip the base of her hair and lift her from the floor with a swift tug.

Tossing her facedown to the bed, my hand lands on her asscheek and a red handprint’s left behind.

I rub the sting away as I spread her wide with a kick of my foot against her legs.

I line up with her pussy and shove into her. The combination of her slick pussy and the wet silicone makes entering her that much easier. I can tell that her body is pulsing around the cock and I pump my hips back and forth as I fuck into her.

She cries out my name, and I grip her hips as she forces into me with each thrust. Meeting me with the enthusiasm of the naughtiest girl in the world.

“Such a naughty and good girl all at the same time. You need to come, little angel?”

A muttered reply is muffled by the cover her face is buried into. I fuck her into the mattress and smile when her fingers grip the covers tightly and her knuckles turn white. I reach around her and find her clit. Circling it with just the right amount of pressure she likes.

“That’s it. Such a good girl for me. Cum for me, Camael. Cum right this damn minute.”

She obeys like the perfect angel she is and her release grips the silicone cock in its hold and I can feel the tug when I try to pump into her as she holds it hostage.

Her release demanding to remain filled. I force myself to keep moving in and out as I massage her clit in the most perfect rhythm. Forcing her to take what I give her.

It isn’t until she collapses below me that I pull out of her and lie by her side. She’s still face down and her body is a limp noodle. I run my fingers along her spine in soothing patterns as her breathing returns to normal and her body lets her return to her somewhat angelic self.

“Such a good girl.”