Page 51 of False Idols

Hearing her say yes makes me want it even more than she does.

I grab the waistband of Nevaeh’s jeans and use it to pull her towards me before I pop the button and yank her zipper down. “Tell me you want this. I want to fucking hear you beg to cum. You want to cum, don’t you?” I move a hand down to cup her pussy and palm her through her underwear. There’s a wet spot when I move my fingers lower and start to stroke her. She’s going to be soaked in a minute.

“Yes, please let me cum. Please, Beau.”

I drop to my knees in front of her and yank her jeans off of her. “Say it again,” I tell her as I force her thighs apart. I want my girl’s pussy on my tongue. I need her screaming my name and creaming on my face. Nevaeh’s cunt is warm and open to my fingers and mouth. They talked about putting me on death row. They never managed it, but it made me think. It made me think about what I wanted for my last meal. What would suffice when you knew it was the last thing you would ever taste? No matter what I picked, nothing was right. That’s because I didn’t want food.

I wanted Nevaeh.

I’m going to fucking eat her pussy like it’s my last meal.

“Again,” I order and slap her pussy harder before I rip off her panties like I did last time. I grip her thighs and yank her towards me. Nevaeh’s pussy is goddamn beautiful. I’ve never seen anything I’ve wanted more than her dripping cunt.

“Please let me cum.”

“Louder.”

“Please let me cum, Beau! Please!” Nevaeh thrashes in my hands and I hook her legs over my shoulders. I circle her clit and Nevaeh kicks out hard before she digs her heels into my back. “Please, I need you. Oh god, Beau.”

I thrust two fingers into her with a growl and jerk back to look up at her. “I am your god, Nevaeh. You know that.” I grab the netting still keeping her tied down and yank it hard.

She chokes and sputters, her big beautiful eyes fill with tears but she nods at me. “I-I’m sorry, Beau,” she manages to get out while I keep working her. I press down on her clit and lick into her cunt. Her body trembles and her back bows off the table while she struggles to breathe. She’s so wet now, there’s a mess on her thighs and my face. I fucking love it. I pull harder on the netting and Nevaeh whimpers.

“I can’t breathe, Beau. I can’t. Help!” I can hear Nevaeh trying to suck in air, but it’s hard. Her breath comes in quick gasps and when she digs her heels into my back, I don’t know if it’s from panic or pleasure. If I wanted her to breathe, I would let her, but I don’t tell her that. She’s going to learn to trust me. I might bring her right to the brink, but I’m not going to kill her.

If I did that, I wouldn’t have her to torment anymore, now would I? I would haven’t Nevaeh to love if she was dead. I’ll never do that to her. No matter the scars and tears, the blood and the near calls, my fucking beautiful liar is mine and I’m going to make sure that she stays alive for every last bit of what I have in store for her.

I let the netting go and Nevaeh sobs as air fills her lungs. “That’s it. I know it hurts, angel. You’re doing so good for me,” I croon to her as I pepper her thighs with kisses and move back to suck her clit. I pump my fingers into her faster and bring a hand to her hip to urge her forward. I want her on my face. If I didn’t have her tied down with netting like I do, I would have her ride my face until she fell apart into a million pieces. It doesn’t take much to get Nevaeh’s hips moving the way I want and she starts to rock against me with desperate little moans.

“Beau,” Nevaeh keens and rolls her hips. “Beau, oh, please. Please, Beau! I need you.”

I lift my head long enough to look at her and Nevaeh cries out in frustration. She must have been close. I smile and press a kiss to her thigh. “What do you need, angel?” I ask, dragging my tongue across her flesh and back to her pussy. When I bury my face between her thighs and fuck Nevaeh with my tongue, she moans happily.

“Oh, yes! Yes, Beau!” I pinch her clit and she screams. My meaning is clear. I want her to tell me what she wants. “I need you inside of me. I need you to f-fuck me.”

Music to my fucking ears. Hearing Nevaeh telling me to go fuck myself is second only to hearing her ask me to fuck her. I rise from my knees and undo my belt without a second thought. The only thing I want is to give Nevaeh what she’s asking for. There’s no way I can deny her. I want to break her, but she’s mine to protect. Mine to violate and dirty. I pull my dick free and moan when I drag my dick over her pussy. Nevaeh whimpers and reaches for me but she’s held in place by the netting. Good. I don’t want her touching me. Nevaeh is mine to defile. I’m her destruction and now she’s begging me to ruin her. She’s going to know that loving me comes at a cost. That she’s never going to have happy ever after with me. But she’s not going to want it, either.

I grab her hips and bring her legs up to circle my waist. “Wrap your legs around me,” I snap at her. I give Nevaeh half a second to process my words before I slam forward and bury myself to the hilt in her wet pussy.

“Fuck,” I groan, and put a hand down on the table to keep myself steady while I start to fuck my girl. Nevaeh wraps her legs around me and pulls me deeper when I thrust forward. “That’s it, angel.”

“Beau!”

“Good girl, pull me in. Just like that,” I encourage her and grab her hips to hold her down when she tries to lift her hips to fuck me back. I don’t want her taking more than I’m ready to give. “I fuck you,” I tell her and press her hips down onto the table. “You get what I give. Do you understand me?”

“Y-yes, Beau.”

I fuck Nevaeh harder. The table shakes beneath us and it feels like it might break but I don’t give a shit. Nevaeh feels perfect. She feels like ecstasy. The table could break to fucking pieces and I wouldn’t stop fucking her.

“B-beau, I’m going to cum. Please, let me.”

I smile down at her. She’s learning. “Good girl. I’m proud of you for asking me,” I praise her and the transformation I see on Nevaeh’s face is instant. She looks blissed out, like she was just given her Holy Grail and my balls tighten when I realize it’s because I praised her.

“You’re doing so good for me, angel. You deserve a reward, don’t you?” I ask and Nevaeh’s walls flutter. I can feel them tightening around me. Oh, she’s fucking close. She’s about to lose her mind for me.

“Yes, please. Beau, please. Please, let me cum.”

I want to see her come unraveled for me. In her room it was too dark to see her the way I wanted. The storage room is dim but the lighting is better. Next time I have her on my dick, I’m going to do it in my home. I’m going to do it when I can take my time taking apart Nevaeh.

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