Page 141 of 'Tis the season of Wicked Deeds

Without breaking our connection, she first takes my balls into her mouth and gently sucks. My jaw tightens when a second later, her lips trail lower and deeper. The first touch of her tongue against my ass makes me clench.

With a deep breath, I relax.

She licks again and I shudder violently.

“Fuck,” I curse, finding it difficult to keep my eyes open.

Especially when hers closes and she prods my ass with a moan. The strange sensation turns into pleasure and I push against her tongue. Digging her nails into my inner thighs, she rims my asshole, altering my brain chemistry.

I hate how good it feels.

It becomes explosive when she brings my cock into the mix by stroking it up and down in her fist.

“Twinkle… shit.” My abs clench. “Such a filthy mouth. Darling… I’ll come.”

I slump down on the bed when she pulls away and climbs up my chest. Grabbing my face, she smashes her wet lips against mine. We kiss like heathens, groaning at each other’s taste. Our tongues tangle and suck greedily for more.

“Ride my cock, Twinkle,” I plead. I’m too wound up and desperately need a release. I need her clenching around my girth while she orgasms and milks me dry.

“No,” she whispers stubbornly.

“I’m on the brink of losing control.” My voice doesn’t sound like my own. “Don’t make me snap. I’m really trying to give you what you want.”

“You won’t snap, because you always put my needs first. So, don’t come. Or we do this all over again tomorrow.”

Hell no!

“Fine,” I sigh and pour my frustrations into kissing her lips. “I’ve corrupted you.”

She smiles adoringly. “Not corrupted.Spoiled.”

Kissing down my neck, my collarbone, and the top of my chest, she burns me up all over again. Being at her mercy is both heaven and hell.

I become curious when she leans sideways and pulls something out from the drawer. I miss seeing what it is and she sneakily hides it behind her. I know it’s a toy but I have no idea which one.

I hope to God she doesn’t ask to fuck my ass. That’s where I draw the line.

I lose all track of thought when her hand falls to her pussy and she begins to rub herself. My cock throbs between us, watching her masturbate. The memory of her doing this in her bed in the cabin flashes before my eyes. It’s way better than any wet dream.

I’m mesmerized once again.

Nothing is as hot as watching a stunning woman make herself come.

Strike that. Watching Twinkletoywith her cunt is way hotter.

“Come closer,” I beg hoarsely, staring at her exposed pink folds. “Please, darling.”

But she’s too lost, head thrown back, curls falling around like a halo as her finger strokes her clit faster.

“Twinkle,” I groan loudly.

Hooded eyelids clash with mine and become darker at the primal look in my own. “How badly do you want to touch me right now?”

“I’ll die if I don’t.”

“That bad, huh?” she says in a pleased tone. “If only I was in a generous mood tonight.”

“Don’t forget this moment when I have my mouth between your thighs tomorrow,” I warn her roughly.

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