Page 135 of The Vigilant

Gasping, she clutched my head, holding me tight as my teeth pulled and my tongue lashed over her clit.

“Take Daddy’s cock out,” I ordered.

Eyes hooked to mine, her small hands worked open my belt and the waist of my jeans. Air hissed through my lips when she pulled my throbbing cock out, the skin stretched tight over my ladder.

I couldn’t stop a groan that escaped when she stroked me, pleasure zinging along my spine.

“Fuck, you undo me,” I muttered, letting myself have one more second to relish the way she worked my length with two hands before I stopped her. I took both her wrists in one of my hands and brought them to my mouth. “As much as I’d love to come all over these hands that just killed a man, I need to be inside you.”

Her eyes turned hooded, and all she managed was an incoherent moan.

“Turn around and put your hands on the wall,” I ordered, guiding her with my hold. I couldn’t help my smile when she braced her palms wide like she knew she’d need the fucking support. “Now bend forward and show me how puffy and wet your cunt is for me,” I growled. “Show me how much you want to be ruined by Daddy’s big, pierced cock.”

She tipped forward, and suddenly I needed to hear her. I needed to hear the loudest of her cries to the softest of her pants. So, I reached out and turned off the shower.

“Want to hear my cock sinking deep into this pretty pussy,” I told her, sliding my fingers along the seam of her cunt and then pushing two inside.

Fuck.She was still so fucking tight from her climax.

Groaning, I brought my hands to her ass cheeks, rubbing and squeezing them and then spreading them wide.

I had the perfect view of my cock lined up with her entrance. The perfect hold to feel her body tremble and shake as I pushed inside her. I should’ve been slower. Should’ve inched my way in through her tight muscles. But I couldn’t.

“You’re doing so good. You take me so fucking good, little wasp.”

She whimpered and rocked back, wanting more even though I knew it wasn’t all pleasure she was feeling right now.

Taking hold of her hips, I lifted her slightly as I inched forward and watched my fourth piercing disappear into her slick cunt.

“Stand on my feet,” I said tightly. “Need you higher if you’re going to fit all of me.”

The balls of her feet worked onto the top of mine, and I tested the position, noting how her legs were now like marionettes attached to mine.

“Please.” She pushed back right as I drove forward. “Ahh!”

“Fuckkkk,” I cursed at the same time, the length of my fat cock buried to the hilt inside her. “Fuck, you’re perfect. So perfect.” I started to move, the need for release consuming every other driving thought.

My hips slapped against her ass. Her body grew slicker, the sounds of it becoming even wetter as I fucked her.

As I thrust, I moved my feet closer. Each fraction of an inch tightening the grip her body had on mine and making it feel even more like I was about to split her in two.

“Please,” she begged, her lower body trembling in my hands. “Please, Daddy.” My eyes screwed shut, my cock shunting into her harder.

“Come all over Daddy’s cock,” I ground out. “Show me how much you love me.”

She screamed and fractured apart, the squeeze of her pussy trying to break me as I drove into her again and again until my release took over and I came deep against her womb.

I filled her with my cum, and then I cleaned her with my mouth until that final orgasm took the last strength from her legs.

Only then did I dry us and carry her to the bed, my chest squeezing when she curled into it.

She’d done so much. Risked so much. Somehow, we’d figure out a way to be okay with what we’d accomplished rather than defeated by what was still left undone.

I’d made a promise I intended to keep. I just never expected to keep it so soon.

It was not even two weeks after the bust at the warehouse when Dare called me at an ungodly hour of the morning, which could only mean it was important.

“Ty, you need to get up here,” his voice rumbled on the other end of the line.

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