Page 17 of Deuce

I gulped.He was big.Impressively big.I was no virgin, but I’d never seen a cock that large before.

Shimmying the jeans down to his feet, he kicked them aside and stood before me in all his naked splendor.His eyes blazed with lust.“Your turn.”

I reached up and slowly undid the buttons on my shirt.I loved the way his gaze tracked the progress of my hands as I flicked each button.Mindful of my plastic-wrapped arm, I wiggled my shoulders and let the top slide off in slow motion to land in a flannel puddle at my feet.

Deuce wrapped one hand around his cock and gave it a long stroke from tip to base.“Can’t wait to taste those gorgeous tits.”

I lowered my head and peeked out at him from under my eyelashes.Hooking my thumbs in the waistband of the pants, I lowered them inch by slow inch.I’d never done a striptease before, and flannel pjs seemed like the least sexy outfit for it, but the look on Deuce’s face sent my pulse racing.

I paused with the pants barely covering my mound.

Deuce gave his cock another stroke.

I turned and wiggled my butt, letting the pants fall to the floor.

Deuce let out a deep breath.“Gorgeous.”He reached out and turned me to face him.Placing one finger under my chin, he tilted it up and blazed a sizzling hot kiss on my mouth.

I opened my lips, reaching up to wrap my arms around his neck.My breasts pressed against the solid muscle of his chest as his tongue invaded my mouth, claiming it.

I strained to get closer, craving the heat of his male body.Yearning for the feeling of power it gave me to know I was the one he wanted.I was the reason his cock was rock hard.

He held me with one hand on my hip and the other cradling my head.He was gentle and passionate at the same time, the perfect mix of gentleman and lustful lover.

Excitement ripped through me as I felt his hard length pressed against my belly.I needed this, needed to feel alive.Needed to feel in control after the horror of being drugged and thrown in that van.

“I wanted to be gentle with you,” he whispered in my ear.“But I’m not sure I can.I want you so bad.”

I reached down with one hand to circle his hard length.“I don’t need gentle.I want to feel alive.”

“Oh, fuck.You have no clue how badly I want you.”

I tightened my fingers around his shaft.“I’m getting the idea.”

He wrapped one arm around me and reached in to test the water temperature.Satisfied, he lifted me and placed me under the warm spray.

The wave of water washing over me felt deeply sensual.The temperature and the pressure sent darts of liquid heat down every nerve.Add to that the sight of Deuce, all tatted muscle and rock-hard cock, and I could barely contain myself.

Picking up the bar of soap, he slowly rubbed it across my chest and down between my breasts.I closed my eyes, letting the feelings wash over me.It had been way too long since I’d felt a man’s hands on me.

“Like that, do you?”He turned me around and I braced my hands against the shower wall.

I tried to answer, but all that came out was a little moan of pleasure.

He soaped up my loofah and proceeded to work on my back, circling lower and lower.When his hand slipped between my thighs, I gasped and spread my legs wider.Discarding the loofah, he teased his fingers through my folds and rubbed the tight little bundle of nerves at my entrance.

I whimpered his name.

“Tell me you like that,” he growled.

“Like that.”Apparently whole sentences were no longer a thing for me.

Deuce chuckled and inserted one finger, then two, pumping them skillfully in and out until I was on the verge of a climax.

Withdrawing his fingers, he turned me around and dropped to his knees, his hands on the cheeks of my ass.He pulled me to him and fastened his mouth over my pussy, stabbing his tongue deep.

I let out an incoherent scream, grabbing him by the hair and holding him tight to me as a monstrous orgasm swept over me.I arched my back, pressing myself as close to him as I could.Wave after wave of intense pleasure blazed along every nerve ending.

As my orgasm died down, I loosened my hold on him, and he tilted his head to look up at me.Water dripped off his face in rivers as he licked his lips, his eyes alight with an unholy lust.

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