Page 84 of The Villain

I released her on a hiss, pleasure exploding like dynamite in my gut.

“Again,” she ordered—or maybe begged.

Either way, I complied, locking the tight bud between my teeth and flicking my tongue over her.

Fuck…

She ground against me, her hips rocking along my angry cock with weight and friction that made me an addict. I bit and licked and sucked until the pleasure—the pain—threatened to kill me.

And then I flipped us—flipped her.

She let out a cry of surprise, her back landing on the soft bed as I rose above her with only a single thought—a single mission on my mind.

“I have to taste you.”

I removed her leggings and underwear in one swipe and then settled between her thighs.

Her legs found their way over my shoulders as I kissed the inside of her thigh.

“Dare…” she breathed when I got closer—when I could smell the sweet musk of her desire.

“Keep them wide for me, Angel,” I begged, tugging her legs a little farther apart. “This is only my second meal in a decade.”

I torpedoed her swift inhale with the slide of my tongue along her seam. From her entrance to her clit, I claimed the whole of her pussy as mine.

Athena cried out, her body rising to meet my mouth as her hands clutched the back of my head.

“Hold on,” I warned, and then flicked my tongue over her clit.

For minutes, the wet heaven between her thighs became abattlefield, and my mouth would settle for nothing less than complete surrender. Her moans became whimpers, whimpers became cries, and cries became pleas for mercy.

“Show me how good you are,” I rumbled. “How wet and perfect you are for my cock.”

“Dare…” She could hardly get out my name. Her body was arched so tight—so taut—that one more suck on her clit would send her spiraling.

I teased two fingers at her entrance and then steadily pushed them inside. “That’s it,” I groaned, feeling her muscles tighten.

My breaths labored, need making my head feel light.

“You have no idea how bad I want to be inside you.” I spoke because if I didn’t, I was afraid I’d black out. I felt every pulse of my dick like it was the beat of my heart. Pure, unfiltered need raged through my veins. “How hard I am right now…” I hissed and reached for my throbbing cock, pulling it free from my jeans. “God, you feel like I might not fit.”

I wrapped my free hand around my length, stroking just as I stroked the inside of her hot cunt.

“Dare, wait—ahh!” She whimpered and clutched my head as I brought her right to the edge of her orgasm again. I let her pull my head back, finding her hazy and heavy-lidded eyes. “I want you,” she said in a rush, her body breaking apart at the seams. “I need you inside me.”

“I know, Angel, but I need you to be a good girl and come for me first. Once I’m inside you, I don’t know…” I trailed off, the words alone were enough to make my cock start to leak. “Just need to give you one first.” My voice cracked at the end, betraying how on edge—how uncontrolled I really was. “Can you let me do that?”

“Yes,” she murmured, and I felt her body become like putty in my hands.

I might be a villain for this—for pretending she could be mine—but I definitely was for wanting to give her pleasure like this. I wanted to make her come in a way that would ruin her for any other man. Past. Present. Future. This would be her standard—I would be her standard. For the most pleasure and pain one person could make her feel.

I set my tongue on her again, knowing this was it. Knowing after this, it will be my cock and not my fingers spreading her wide.Knowing after this, there’s no going back.

I alternated between swirls and flicks, changed speeds and the pressure against her clit until she gushed on my fingers and her strained cries became a single sound.

“That’s it, Angel. Drench me. Drown me. Be a good girl and give me everything.” Her body trembled and jerked uncontrollably as I curled my fingers inside her pussy and sucked hard on her clit.

And she gave.

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