Page 64 of Cruel Revenge

So, I follow her into the bathroom, shedding my clothing as I do.

The water is already running, but Skyla is sitting on the counter, completely naked and looking smug.

Her arms are crossed beneath her breasts, pushing them up higher.

She laughs and shakes her head, mischief in her eyes. Her hands drop to the counter, and she leans back. “You’re so easy.”

I close in on her, my cock throbbing.

Why can’t I get enough of this woman?

Grabbing her thighs, I force them apart and step between them, my fingers sliding through her slick folds.

She lets out a breathy moan that has my cock spasming.

I swirl my fingers around her clit, pressing harder while her pussy gets soaked with her arousal.

She rolls her hips, trying to increase the pace.

I pull back. “I thought you were going to fuck your own fingers.”

She puts a foot on my chest. Though she tries to push me back several steps, I don’t budge.

Instead, I grab her ankle and pull her off the counter, keeping her one leg bent and pinned high by my side.

My cock slides against her pussy, her arousal coating me.

“Now, do we want to talk about you teasing me, or are you going to beg for me?”

“Begging isn’t my style.” Her voice breaks slightly as I shift her into an angle that lets me inch into her.

“No?” I pull out and drop her leg. “Then I guess that’s the best you’re going to get.”

Grinning, I step away from her and into the shower, letting the hot water cascade over my back.

Her irritated sigh follows me.

I stand in the water for a couple of minutes, listening for the sound of her leaving, but it doesn’t come.

After a few long moments, the door to the shower opens, and she steps inside, sinking to her knees in front of me, just out of the spray of water.

Her hand wraps around my cock as she looks up at me, stroking up and down, her thumb brushing over the head and sending a shiver straight to the base of my spine.

I jerk in her hand as she traces the underside of my length with the tip of her tongue. “I thought you wanted to be fucked.”

“You wanted me to beg.” She looks up at me before licking me again. “This is me begging.”

Fuck.

My hands sink into her hair, and I pull her closer to me.

She opens her mouth, taking me past her lips and to the back of her throat.

Her nails dig into my thighs as she hollows her cheeks.

When her head starts bobbing up and down my length, I don’t think I’m going to last long.

One of her hands leaves my thigh to cup my balls, squeezing them hard as her tongue flicks over the tip.

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