Page 38 of Devil's Work: Dark

Her eyes tear up. “What do I do about the job?”

I shift to kiss her again. “We’ll talk about it later.” Then I look to Ty. “Ready to play some more before we have to leave?”

The kid shoots from the booth with sauce smeared all over his face and hands. “Wipe your mouth!” Rae shouts. He stops and looks at me in a ‘Do I have to?’ way and I couldn’t hold back the laugh if I wanted to. The thing is, I’ve spent so many years not laughing, generally being a surly motherfucker, Idon’twant to.

“Do as your mom says, bud. Hands and face.”

We spend another hour letting the kids play before the noise just gets too much and we load them into the truck.

“Can we go back next weekend?” Ty asks.

“Don’t know about next weekend, but we’ll go back,” I reply. And even though he asked it like a kid still hopped up on excitement it’s not too long before the car ride knocks both kids out. I reach my hand across the center console to hold Rae’s, slipping my fingers between hers, and I give them just a little squeeze.

In return, she turns those fucking gorgeous eyes on me. “Thank you for today,” she says. “It was magical.”

“Just Chuck E. Cheese.”

“It was more than that and you know it. To us, it was so much more.”

How the hell does this woman keep digging herself deeper in me? This was supposed to be a security gig. That’s it. Been doing security for the women of the safehouse for the last couple years. Not one of them sparked a need in me. And there had been some beautiful women, but Rae just—I don’t even know. Name me a man who could fight off her magnetism and I’ll name you a bullshitter.

When we get home, I carry Ty and she carries Lacy to bed. I wait by the kid’s door to make sure he stays asleep because I’ve got plans for his mom that he doesn’t need to hear. I’m in the mood to play.

“Go into the room,” I order her before walking into the kitchen to get a chair, stopping in the bathroom to grab the mint toothpaste before following her inside.

She’s sitting on the edge of the bed. I close and lock the door.

“What’s all that?” she asks.

“Strip,” I demand rather than explain myself. I had other plans for the chair and the toothpaste, but when I saw her sitting rigidly on the edge of the bed, a new, even better idea formed. She starts to remove her clothing, but she’s going too fast. “Like a stripper.”

“I don’t—”

“Didn’t ask for excuses, Rae. Fucking strip for me.”

I pull out my phone to put on some music, playing “Closer” by Nine Inch Nails. She stares at me like a deer caught in headlights.

“Move your hips.” She needs coaching, I’ll coach her. “Swing your ass.” She starts swaying her hips and rolling her body, and yeah, for a novice, it’s hot. “Touch yourself,” I demand. Rae runs her hand down her shirt until she reaches the hem, whipping it off. Then she moves one of her hands to cup her breast. I sit in the chair. She keeps dancing, pulling the cup down to expose her nipple. Rosy and pert. She twists and tugs at it, then moves to the other. Fuck, I’m getting hard. She reaches her hand around her back to unclasp her bra, letting it fall to the floor. As she rolls her hips again, she loosens her jeans, letting them drop, leaving her down to her underwear. Not enough. “Want you naked.Now.” There’s a flush of pink to her cheeks as she turns her back to me, spreads her legs, loops her thumbs in her panties, and bends forward to drag them down her legs. She’s baring her ass and pussy to me at the same time. “Stay just like that.” I whip my shirt off and undo my jeans. “Play with your clit, baby. I want to watch you get nice and juicy.”

She spreads herself and starts to rub her middle finger over her engorged nub. Watching her, I can’t hold back and start jacking off. Fuck, my hand feels good, but she’s going to feel better. She’s so turned on, her entire pussy is glistening wet.

“Don’t you dare stop touching yourself.” I leap from the chair, pressing her face to the bed, ramming my cock inside her hard. She gasps loudly and I feel her walls already begin to tremble around me. “Squeeze me, Rae.”

Fuck, fuck, fuck…She tightens those walls, fucking herself while I fuck her. Her entire body goes rigid and she screams into the mattress, stifling the sound.

“Oh, shit!” Rae’s legs buckle from the force of her orgasm, but I have my hands on her hips, keeping her upright as I continue to pound. She turns her head, gasping for breath. “Dark… you can’t… I can’t…”

“You’ll take me till I’m done with you, baby. You hear me?” When she doesn’t answer, I slap her ass, leaving a nice red handprint. “You hear me?”

“Yes,” she says.

It’s building up in me like nothing I’ve ever experienced. Every nerve ending in my body feels on fire. When my balls draw up, there’s no turning back. I unleash a torrent inside her, coming so hard, I force both of us to the bed face-first. She screams again. This time, it’s my name. “Dark,” she screams. “Dark… Dark…” It’s the sexiest sound I’ve ever heard.

Even her asshole is pulsating. God, I want to take that ass so badly. Instead, I coat two fingers with her and ram those inside. She rears her ass and her head back at the same time. I grab her hair, wrapping it around my fist and finger-fuck her ass. “Gonna use my cock tonight, baby. Need some provisions first so I don’t hurt you.”

She whimpers. She grunts. She begs for me to stop and then she begs for more. “Which is it, Rae? I stop—” I still my finger work. “Or keep going?”

“Keep going…please.”

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