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So fucking good.

“Of course your name is Syn,” I whispered and forced my way back into her throat. “Look at you. Sin in the form of a woman,” I said and started slowly thrusting in and out. “Sin that’s all fucking mine.”

I couldn’t keep doing this to her though, regardless of the game. I wouldn’t last long enough.

She’d need more than just this one time to get used to my dick suffocating her anyway.

And I was fully prepared to give the girl the rest of my life to let her practice.

I pulled back out enough to let her breathe.

“Your turn, baby. Suck me off. Let me watch. Swallow everything, and I’ll take care of you in a way you’ll enjoy.”

She pulled her head back until my dick was set free and bobbing up and down in front of her face. She held her hands up between us.

“Can I use my hands?” she whispered.

She couldn’t see the way thatthatmade me smile behind the mask, but damn.

“Please, Colt?”

She almost didn’t need to use her mouthorher hands anymore.

She nearly had a face full after asking me that way.

I couldn’t get my belt off her wrists fast enough after that. I wanted her to use any part of herself that she wanted to use. She jumped when I snapped it between my hands in front of her face again. I wrapped it around the back of her neck so that both ends dangled in front of her.

“For safekeeping,” I whispered and ran my fingers along her jaw. “We’re probably not done with that.”

Before, I would’ve been willing to bet money that she hadn’t done much of this, if any at all.

But once one hand found its way to my balls and the other was working in tandem with her mouth on my shaft, I was suddenly full of questions about her level of experience. She might not have been a deep throat champion but she damn near brought me to my knees once I gave her the use of her hands. I had a fucking hand planted firmly on the tree beside me just to try to keep myself upright and I was coming right down her throat in no time. I wondered for a second if she’d been that determined to make it happen that quickly just because I’d promised to take care of her next.

I grabbed both her wrists to pull her to her feet in front of me.

CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR

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Ibarely had a chance to swallow everything before he raised that mask just enough to be able to slam his mouth against mine. He grabbed both sides of my face to keep me standing while he walked into me to get me moving backward. He had me trapped against a tree a couple seconds later. His hands went to my hips to hold me in place while his kisses trailed down my neck. He stopped to suck on the posts through both nipples until I was trying to squirm out of his hold. That only resulted in being able to feel the tree bark biting into my back when he pressed me against it that much harder.

“Are you ready to see God, Syn?” He whispered while he kissed across my belly button.

“I don’t believe in him,” I gasped out when his hands shifted to the button on my jeans.

He paused to chuckle against my skin, and it sent goosebumps all over my body. “Satan it is, then.”

He had the entire bottom half of my body unclothed and freezing in record time. This half-masked giant on his knees in front of me in the dark in the middle of the woods was a surreal sight. That shit felt like an out of body experience when he grabbed my leg and draped it over his own shoulder to make sure he could get closer, deeper. My whole body jolted when he scraped his teeth across my clit, and I very involuntarily tried to squirm away. He wrapped his arm around the leg that was over his shoulder to hold me there.

“Are you going to be a good girl, Syn? Let me just have what I want? Or do I need to take it?”

He punctuated those questions by dragging his tongue from my opening to my clit, where he stopped instantly to suck it in between his lips. The only response I had available for those questions after that was a whimper and the leg that was still holding me upright starting to quiver. He laughed before he forced his other arm under that leg to raise it up to his other shoulder, so he was holding all my weight. My hands went straight for his hair, searching for anything to hold.

“Colt,” I gasped out again when his tongue went back to circling. I panicked a little when he started to stand. Between wondering if he was going to drop me and the tree bark scraping along my back, I dug my nails into his head when a startled little squeak came out of me.

“You probably shouldn’t—” I started to say, but couldn’t finish that thought to save my life when he closed his mouth around my clit and began sucking.

“I don’t think—” I tried again, before the feel of his teeth cut off that thought too.

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