Page 188 of Inferno

“Sit.”

A simple instruction, yet my body ignores him.

“Sit on my fucking face and let a man eat. Ride my tongue like the good slut I know you can be for me.”

Leaning forward, I hook my fingers through the metal cage and lower myself down.

“Ah, that’s better. Your cunt smothering my face is exactly how I wanna die one day.”

He slaps my ass and I roll my hips as he fucks me with his tongue.

“Oh my god,” I cry out.

His hand slides up my front and he grabs my boob and squeezes.

The way he’s groaning against my pussy only turns me on more.

Tipping my head back, I close my eyes and ride the wave of pleasure only he can give me.

“So good,” I whisper.

Just as I’m close to the edge, he lifts me by the waist and slides me down his body, I shuffle further so I’m resting on his hard cock.

“Come here.” He grabs my throat and pulls me down, slamming his lips over mine, while his other hand wraps around my waist, holding me in place.

“Still decadent.” He pulls back and grins.

I blink a few times and his deep chuckle makes me tingle.

“I need to be inside you, heartbreaker.”

His eyes sparkle with life, and I smile.

“I need you, Declan. Fuck me hard enough I can forget.”

He tilts his head and cups my cheek. With him, my brain goes quiet. He starts to heal the broken parts of me.

“Forget what?”

“Everything. Except that night with you in Italy. Take me back there, to the last time I was alive.”

He swallows and I rest my head against his.

“You too, huh?” It’s so quiet I barely hear him.

Brushing his nose along my cheek, he steals another kiss.

“Ride me. Time to prove how much you missed me, baby.” He winks, and I find the hem of his black t-shirt.

I pull his top over his head and run my nails over his six-pack.

“So hot,” I tell him, lifting my hips a touch so he has room to pull out his dick from his shorts.

“Take a seat.” He taps my ass, lining his cock up with my entrance. I slowly sink down onto him while digging my nails into his shoulders.

It burns as I stretch around him.

“Keep going, I’m a big boy, remember? But if I recall correctly, you take me perfectly,” he tells me, gripping my waist and gently pushing me down onto him.

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