Page 45 of Cruel Revenge

“I didn’t think so. All you want right now is my cock buried inside you, isn’t it?” His voice is husky as he reaches for the front clip on my bra and undoes it, letting the material fall away.

I slide the straps down my shoulders. “I could think of other things to do with it.”

His gaze flashes with lust as his fingers reach for the button on my jeans, flicking it open. “I knew you liked choking. Don’t worry, Sky, soon, we’re going to have you choking on my cock and begging for more. But we’re saving that for another day.”

I kick off my shoes and lift my hips enough for him to pull the rest of the clothing out of the way. “That a threat or a promise?”

Joshua smirks, leaning in closer again as his fingertips trace a slow trail from the hollow at the base of my neck all the way down to my clit. “Depends on how much you piss me off that day.”

He unzips his jeans and pulls out his hard cock.

When his hand strokes up and down his length, a fire grows low in my stomach.

All I can think about is having him fill me, stretching me until I can’t take any more.

My pussy clamps down around his fingers as he pushes two into me.

His thumb brushes against my clit.

Electricity pulses through my body.

My arousal coats his fingers with every thrust, my inner walls pulsing harder around him until I don’t think I can take any more.

I come hard and fast, legs pressing hard into either side of his hips.

His fingers keep diving deeper into me, the pace slowing as he drags out the orgasm for as long as possible.

Just when my body finally starts to relax, he hauls me to the very edge of the table and slams into me.

My nails dig into the wood of the picnic table, and my back arches.

I roll my hips, trying to take him deeper, needing him to consume my very being until I don’t know where I stop and he begins.

Joshua’s hand snakes into my hair, and he pulls my head back. “Look at you, such a good little slut, aren’t you? You just want someone to take control of you so you can drop the tough act for the first time in your life.”

My inner walls pulse around him. “Fuck me harder.”

His dark chuckle sends a shiver down my spine. “Say the magic word.”

“Get bent.”

A loud slap fills the air as the skin of my left ass cheek burns where his hand just made contact.

I moan, arousal coating my inner thighs as his thrusts slow to the point of him barely moving.

He looks down at me, his jaw tightening and a hint of danger in his eyes. “What’s the magic word, Skyla?”

“Please,” I say, breathless, as I try to move my hips and relieve some of the building tension in my core.

My pussy flutters around his cock as he starts to move again, his hips rocking harder and faster.

The wood of the table is rough against my skin, only adding to the pleasure that’s coming from the tight hold he has on me.

“Come for me.” His lips press against mine.

I reach up, fingers sinking into his muscled shoulders, nails digging into his skin.

I rock with him, nearing the edge of an orgasm as he yanks my head back harder, the kiss breaking.

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