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I deposit her atop my dresser and reach for her jeans, unbuttoning them. Liv kicks off her shoes as I pull the jeans down her legs and discard of them. Her t-shirt goes next, leaving her in nothing but her matching black underwear.

Always matching.

I drop to my knees in front of her and pry her legs apart. A dark circle on her panties reveal just how soaked she is already and my mouth waters at the sight.

“Always so ready for me,” I muse, teasing a finger between her covered folds. Liv whimpers, her hips bucking off the dresser in anticipation.

I hook my fingers on either side of the black lace and pull them off, dropping them with the rest of her clothes. Liv watches as they land, a look of relief on her flushed face. “At least you didn’t ruin those ones.”

No, but I plan to ruin you.

I pull her forward, so her ass rests on the edge of the wooden dresser, lining her up perfectly with my face and dive in. She lets out a surprised gasp that turns into a long moan as I run my tongue through her wet slit, lapping up her juices. She grips the edge to keep herself from sliding off as I assault her pussy with the hunger of a starving man.

I hook her legs over my shoulders and tighten my grip on her thighs to keep her from moving as I nip and suck at her clit. Her legs shake, her moans become louder, and breaths choppier as I ravage her. She tastes like heaven. So sweet and so perfect that I could spend hours tasting her.

“Oh fuck, don’t stop. I’m so close,” Liv cries, thrusting one hand in my hair and pulling on the ends. The burn on my scalp spurs me on and I release one thigh, bringing a hand between us and thrusting one long finger into her and curling it against that sweet spot.

“Oh fuck. Gray…”

She detonates, throwing her head back against the wall with a thud as she rides my face with abandon. Her hips buck relentlessly as her pussy clamps down around my finger and she explodes all over my tongue. I suck down every drop, lapping at her over and over until her body relaxes and she’s fully spent above me.

“Fuck, you’re so pretty when you come screaming my name.” My voice is full of gravel as I stand and unhook my belt. “Stand up and turn around.”

She does so on shaky legs, and I take a moment to admire the globes of her ass. The two dimples at her lower back the perfect size for my thumbs to fit into as I hold onto her from behind. My mind runs wild with ways to destroy this woman for any other man.

“Bend over the dresser, Blue.” She obeys and I swallow thickly at the sight. She bared for me, her pussy glistening with the evidence of her release. I take one of her legs and lift it onto the dresser, spreading her wide. “Good girl, stay like that for me.”

She watches me over her shoulder, her eyes hooded and blazing with heat as I unzip my jeans and pull my cock free. The length is heavy in my hand, pulsing with the need to explode. I pump it in my fist. Once. Twice. Before running the head through her slickness, coating it.

Liv whimpers and I smirk.So needy.

I push into her slowly, savouring the warm feeling as her tightness surrounds me until I’m buried to the hilt. Her pussy fits me perfectly, like it was created solely for me. I release a quiet groan.

I feel her walls flutter around me, enticing me to move and give them what they want. I pull out just as slowly before slamming back in forcefully. Liv cries out as her legfalls from the dresser. I catch it and lift it back up, keeping my arm underneath it for support.

I use my other hand to pull her ass cheeks apart as I watch myself disappear between her folds again and again, picking up the pace with each thrust. The sight is almost too much, and I let go of her, using my hand to grip her ponytail instead.

I pull her head back as far as I can without physically hurting her and begin to move quicker. My balls slap against her as I bottom out repeatedly. Liv cries out, her walls tightening with each thrust and I know she’s close already.

A small sheen of sweat builds across my head as I lean forward and kiss my way along her shoulder. “Oh God. Oh God.” She chants as she tries to meet my thrusts with her own but fails.

“Play with yourself, Liv. Make that sweet pussy come around my cock,” I growl in her ear. I’m losing control. So close to the edge that I can taste it, but I need to feel her come first.

She does as I say, reaching a hand between us and swirling a delicate finger over her clit in fast circles. Her walls tighten further as my vision blurs around the edges. She chokes my cock as I fuck her relentlessly, desperate for release.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” I grunt as I hold onto her hair and fuck into her with reckless abandon. Her body glistens with sweat, and she holds her breath as she tenses.

The familiar sensation builds at the base of my spine and spreads until I’m blind with pleasure and I slam into her with one last thrust. I come on a shout, hot spurts of come filling her as she squeezes my cock. Our bodies shake with the force of it before we collapse against the dresser in a heap of rubber limbs.

“Holy fucking shit,” Liv breaths, her chest rising and falling rapidly and I bark a laugh.

My dick twitches inside of her, still hard and nowhere even close to sated. Liv lets out a small whimper as I lean forward and whisper against her ear, “I’m not done with you yet.”

CHAPTER 26

OLIVIA

Turns out Grayson is a sexual deviant. Who’d have thought.

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