Page 33 of Cruel Revenge

“Long enough to see the excellent moves.” I step into the room and grab a small empty box, opening it up and taping the bottom shut. “I finished in the kitchen. What else do you need help with?”

I try to ignore the way my cock strains against my shorts as Skyla motions to the nightstand before turning back around.

She keeps rummaging through her dresser, pulling out clothing and stuffing it into a box.

As I open the top drawer of her nightstand, a pale purple vibrator shaped like a flower stares up at me.

Smirking, I pull it out and turn to Skyla. “I’m starting to think having me pack your nightstand was a setup.”

She lunges across the room, grabbing the vibrator and tossing it into the box. “I don’t think we need to worry about that.”

I pull it back out, flicking it on, the low humming fills the room. “Does it work well? Do you think about me when you’re having this little thing suck your clit?”

Her face turns a darker shade of red, but a challenging look enters her eyes.

“You’d like that, wouldn’t you? Me in bed, naked and thinking about you when I touch myself. Thinking about the sticky bathroom you fucked me in. Maybe you think that I scream out your name when I come.”

“I’d settle for whimpers while you ride my face.”

Skyla’s tongue darts out to lick her bottom lip before she closes the distance between us.

Every inch of her body presses against mine as she reaches up and takes the vibrator from me. “You wish I was thinking about you.”

“I know you are.” I dip down and claim her lips in a searing hot kiss.

Fingers press against my chest as she grips the material of my shirt and spins us around.

She pushes me down onto the bed before climbing on top of me.

Her thighs straddle my hips while she rolls her pussy against my hardened cock.

I link my hands together behind my head, watching her play. “Are you enjoying yourself?”

“The vibrator is better.” She gets up and whips off her sports bra before sliding out of the tiny spandex shorts she changed into when we got home.

She straddles me again and reaches for the vibrator.

My mouth goes dry as she presses it against her clit, riding it while she looks down at me.

Her hair falls loose around her while her cheeks flush.

Her soft moans and the scent of her arousal fill the room.

As much as I want to flip her over and knock the toy out of the way, I’d rather enjoy the show.

My cock throbs as she changes the setting on the vibrator.

The little sounds she makes grow louder.

Skyla leans forward and puts one hand on my chest, steadying herself.

“Joshua.”

And that’s when my restraint snaps.

I flip us over, taking the toy from her with a smirk and pressing it closer to her clit. “That’s right, Sky. You’re going to come thinking about me, aren’t you? You’re nothing but a dirty little slut when you think about me.”

Her teeth sink into her bottom lip as her back arches off the bed.

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