Page 40 of Cruel Secrets

Gia glares down at me, but it’s playful. It’s the kind of look that’s begging me to take control, toss her on her back, and fuck her until the only thing she knows is my name.

Her tongue darts out to wet her bottom lip as she leans back, her hands leaving my shoulders.

She reaches for the hem of the shirt, specks of paint surrounding her fingernails.

The material climbs higher up her body, showing off the soft curves that only make me harder. I squeeze my hands tighter together, holding back even though I know I’m on the verge of breaking through the last of my restraint.

Gia smirks. “Are you sure I have to ask?”

“Are you sure you want an orgasm?”

Her laughter fills the room as she whips the shirt over her head and tosses it to the floor. “Please, Royce, will you fuck me? I’m horny and I can’t seem to find the vibrator I know I left at the last house.”

I run one hand up her thigh, enjoying the small bumps that form on her skin. “I didn’t see a reason to bring it with me.”

“That confident that I was going to cave?”

“You always do.” I trace the curve of her hip and the dip of her waist, up to the swell of her breast.

Her nipples pucker tighter at my touch as my cock throbs. Her breathy moan has me aching while she presses down on me, grinding hard.

I shift down the bed, taking her with me.

She lets out a small yelp as I flip us over, claiming her mouth with mine.

Her lips are soft, molding to me the way they always have. My tongue traces along the seam of them, dipping into her mouth when she gasps.

I drag her bottom lip between my teeth before kissing my way down her body, tracing patterns on her skin with my tongue until I’m between her legs, mouth closing over her clit.

“Yes,” she says, voice breathy as her fingers weave through my hair. She tugs on it, grinding against me as I press two fingers into her.

My cock throbs as her pussy squeezes tight around my fingers, pulsing as I suck on her clit. Her moans get louder, her arousal coating my fingers.

When her legs start to shake, I thrust harder and faster, working in time with the movement of my tongue against her clit to push her over the edge.

Her orgasm comes hard and fast, body tensing before releasing around me.

I keep teasing her, pressing against her inner walls as I slide out of my shorts, letting them join the shirt somewhere on the floor.

When I kiss my way back up her body, she wriggles beneath my touch.

“You’re taking too long,” she says, hooking her leg around my hip.

She flips us over in a quick move, planting her hands on my chest and sinking down onto my cock.

I moan, gripping her hips and hauling her harder against me as her pussy clenches around me. My balls draw tighter as she starts to rock, fingers digging into my skin as she rolls her hips.

“Good girl, get yourself off on my cock.” I drive up into her, making each thrust deeper.

Gia leans back, cupping her breasts, her fingers sliding down her body to circle her clit.

My fingers dig deeper into her flesh, her pussy milking my cock as it stiffens, and I come. I give her long and slow strokes, one hand weaving in her hair and pulling her head back.

Her back arches, the angle deeper. “Fuck, that feels so good.”

“Then come for me. Come all over my cock.”

She rocks her hips faster, coming hard as she clamps down around me. Her nails bite into my skin, dragging down my chest as she rides out the orgasm for as long as possible.

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