Page 93 of Their Cruel Play
Fuck, everything she does makes me want her. Need her. I tug my boxers down to free my cock and shift over her, ignoring the stabbing pain in my side. She’s so fucking wet already. I teasethe head of my cock against her pussy, getting the tip nice and wet.
Her lips part, and that crease comes back. I lower my mouth to hover over hers and lick at her lips, collecting her pussy’s taste in my mouth.
“I’m never letting you go.” I ease into her cunt, slowly filling her and letting her body adjust to my size. I search her face for signs of her waking.
When her brow furrows, I wait until it smooths before pushing deeper. When my cock is all the way inside her, I release a breath and touch my lips to hers. I draw my hips back, slowly pulling out of her before sinking deep again.
Fuck, she feels so good. So tight. So hot. So perfect.
I trace my thumb down to rub her clit, slowly fucking my cock in and out of her. Her hips rise and fall with mine, and her breath shudders out over my lips. Her body tenses as she gets ready to come. I take her mouth with mine, and her eyes flutter as I swallow her moan.
She wraps her arms around my neck as she falls in rhythm with me, slow and steady. My tongue slips between her lips, and she glides hers against mine. There’s so much I can’t find the words for, but this, this is poetry.
“Luke,” she breathes into my mouth. She arches into me as her pussy convulses around my cock, drawing me deeper, making me come. I groan my release into her mouth, and she cradles me in her arms and legs as I sink down over her.
She keeps pulsing around my cock as I shift to the side to keep her from having to take all my weight.
“Fuck.” Her whispered word is soft, but loud in the quiet room.
“I was having the weirdest dream.” She threads her fingers through my hair and draws me down on her. “You were fucking me, and then I woke up to you fucking me.”
“Was that okay for you?” I don’t know why I ask. I’ll do it until she likes it.
She wraps her legs around my waist. “Yes, Luke, I love when you fuck me. However you fuck me.”
I shove my still-hard cock deeper into her, knowing my erection will soften soon. A little aftershock pulses around me. “I love the way you feel wrapped around my cock, princess.”
Her brow furrows. “Are you okay? Does your side hurt?”
It’s fucking killing me. “I’m good.”
“Sure you are, Death.” She runs her fingers through my hair, and I want to snuggle deeper against her. I let out a sigh. Fuck, I’m tired.
“What do you want to do tomorrow?” I take her other hand and thread our fingers together.
“You mean besides have a huge orgy?”
I chuckle. “After the orgy, of course.”
“Of course.” Her tone is light. “We could play a game where I keep my clothes on?”
“What fun is that?”
“Good wholesome fun.” Her hand pauses in my hair. “Yeah, you guys probably never had any of that.”
“We just have the wicked kind of fun.” I bring her fingers to my lips and kiss them. Each one a single kiss because I can.
“I have to admit, I’m kind of wondering how the rest of the tour in Caden’s house goes.” She laughs softly.
“That gives me an idea.” I lift my head.
Her smile is soft and her eyes warm as she shakes her head. “Of course, it gives you an idea.”
“What about hide?—”
“If you say salami?—”
“And seek.” I finish. My cock is still in her even though it’s softened.
