Page 33 of Deuce

“Beautiful.”His eyes gleamed with lust.

Arching over me, he teased one nipple through the sheer red lace before ripping the bra off me with his teeth.I gasped, my nipples pebbling into hard peaks.

Deuce leaned forward and nipped my neck right below my left ear, kissing the hurt away as soon as he did it.He pushed me gently until I was laying on my back with him towering over me in all his shirtless glory.

He nibbled and kissed his way from my neck to my breasts, and I tangled my fingers in his hair, mewling softly as he suckled on first one breast and then the other.

Without stopping, he reached down and undid the button at my waistband and slid the zipper down.Slipping his hand into my pants, he traced the outline of the thong covering my mound.

I arched up and reached down to push the jeans down over my hips.

Deuce chuckled.“I don’t think you’re taking your punishment seriously.”

I tried to give him a snarky answer, but my wit had abandoned me along with the capacity for coherent speech.

He renewed his assault on my breasts and slid one finger under the thong that matched the destroyed bra.

I was wet and ready.More than ready.

He explored between the soft folds at my entrance and slipped a finger inside me.I gasped, arching my hips against his palm.He ripped the thong off and tossed it aside.Slipping a second finger inside along with the first, he thrust the pair in and out in a slow and gentle rhythm.

I growled in frustration, and he picked up the pace sliding his fingers in and out, faster and faster as heat blazed along every nerve and pooled low in my belly.

As his thumb caressed my clit, a powerful orgasm surged through my body.I clenched my fingers in his hair, holding tight as it crested in a blazing rush of pleasure.

When it receded, I let him go, watching as he rested on his side, propped up on one elbow.He caught my gaze and held it as he pulled his fingers out of me and licked my juices from them.

I’d never seen anything so sexy in my life.

When I managed to get some breath back in my body, I sat up.“My turn.”

Deuce’s nostrils flared as he considered me through slitted eyes.“What did you have in mind?”

“Get your pants off, for starters.”

He grinned and obliged.At least this time he had boxer shorts on.Not for long, though.Freed from the confining material, his cock sprang to attention, rock hard and just as big as I remembered.I licked my lips.

“Roll over.On your back.”I gave him a push to emphasize my point.

He obliged, his arms folded under his head so every part of him was on glorious display.He grinned.“Now what?”

“Now I get to play.”I climbed on top of him, my knees on either side of his hips.Bending forward I traced the bird tattooed on his shoulder with my tongue.He tasted like sex and sweat, a heady flavor I could easily become addicted to.

I worked my way lower, flicking my tongue over his flat nipples.

He hissed in a deep breath, causing his pecs to flex beneath my hands.

I squirmed a bit, moving lower as I licked my way down his chest to his taut belly, pausing to nip playfully at his belly button.That earned me a soft growl.

I continued my explorations, tasting his hips, and the faint V of hair pointing to my ultimate goal.I wrapped my hand around his shaft, giving it a gentle squeeze as I ran my fingers from the base to the tip.

A sticky wet drop coated the broad head, and I wiped it with my finger.Lifting my head, I caught his gaze and opened my mouth to delicately lick it off with my tongue.

He groaned.“You’re going to be the death of me, woman.”

I smiled.“Then you’ll die happy.”

Without giving him any warning, I lowered my head and took his cock in my mouth.I cupped his balls in one hand, massaging them gently as I swirled my tongue along the side of his shaft.I sucked and teased.Used my tongue and my lips.Played with his balls.

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