Page 81 of Lovely Deceit

I lay her out, her blonde hair billowing over the couch like spun gold. She deftly maneuvers her pants down, kicking them off along with her socks and shoes. I stare at her while she undresses until she reaches for me, and I realize I’m way behind. I push my own jeans to my ankles before toeing out of my shoes and stepping out of my stained pants. Standing there in my boxers, I hook my thumbs just under the top band.

“Move closer,” she whispers.

I do as she asks, stepping close while I slowly lower the last remnant of clothing I have on. My fully erect cock springs free after I rid myself of them. She reaches out, fingering the barbell.

My injuries have all but been forgotten. If it weren’t for the visual proof, I wouldn’t even remember what happened only an hour ago.

Precum forms on my tip. Her gaze transfixed, she shimmies out of her matching panties, then leans forward to unclasp her bra.

She’s a vision in red, my blood smearing her, somehow moving past her thighs from when she disrobed.

I kneel between her legs, my cock throbbing. “Tell me what you want.”

A grin takes over her face. “Are you saying I’m in control?”

“Fully. Completely,” I murmur as I settle at the apex of her thighs.

She grips my base, and I bear down on my jaw to hold back. “Go in real slow. I want to feel this piercing you’ve been taunting me with since we’ve met.”

37

Eden

For once when it comes to Leo, I’m in charge.

He presses against my entrance, and I shift my hips, still gripping him. I’m absolutely soaking. The blood Leo and I are both covered in isn’t going to be the only thing staining this couch.

His piercing teases my folds, and I suck in a breath. Leo pauses, the restraint on his bruised face obvious. He’s going against everything he’s ever been taught to do. For me. He pulls out a little before sliding back into the same spot that made me gasp. Heat swamps me. “Again.”

He does as I say, tormenting me with his piercing until I’m writhing underneath him. I simultaneously want him to stay right here foreverandwant to know what he feels like when he’s sheathed inside when we’re like this.

I finally let go of his cock, and he takes it as the invitation it is, slamming into me like he could break me apart. “Fuck,” I grind out. He doesn’t relent—pulling out slowly, tantalizing me, before once again entering me until he’s hitting that part deep inside me that curls my toes.

He continues the sporadic pace, and the anticipation is delicious. I never know when he’s going to pitch his hips forward quickly or ease himself in nice and slow. This kind of teasing, taunting, playing, I can get behind. He reads my body instead of taking what he wants.

When I grip his shoulders, he takes that cue to start driving into me rhythmically, skyrocketing my pleasure to the next level. I grab his muscled ass, encouraging him, bringing him to me in the same rhythm he started.

He bends low, sucking my blood-covered nipple into his mouth. It’s just the right amount of heat and friction that sends a jolt through my core. “Leo, I’m going to—” I moan. “I’m going to come on your cock.”

His muscles strain, but he stays the course, keeping the same tempo until I constrict around him. Pleasure shoots through me, and I cry out.

“Yes, Leo. Yes!”

I convulse under him. Satiated and spent, I lie back. My limbs feel like Jell-O. I’m thoroughly fucked. When I peer into his eyes, I realize the restraint wasn’t just to hold back his controlling nature, he appears like he’s in physical pain. “Leo, are you going to come?”

He nods his head, the tendons in his neck standing out. “Fill me,” I tell him, opening my knees wide. He starts the same, steady pace, and his face only crumbles more and more into concentration.

I reach up, cupping his cheek. “Take me. Whatever way you want. Just make sure you’re filling me by the time you’re done.”

The tension slides off him. He pivots his hips, impaling his cock inside my core. “Such a tight…little…” He groans, his dick spasming, and I hold him close until he relaxes on top of me.

He wraps me in his arms, and it isn’t a barrier I want to overcome but a shield. Armor. For the first time, his large, imposing body makes me feel safe.

I kiss his chest, and his cock convulses once more. I do it again, and he lets out a harsh breath. “What are you doing to me?”

“Teasing.”

“Mmm,” he moans, his chest vibrating against mine.

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