Page 48 of The Retaliation You Deliver
My legs tremble as my pussy gushes.
I scream, my fists clenching in their bindings as he pushes his tongue inside me.
So wicked. So dirty.
But I love it.
“You want it, don’t you? You want to feel my cock buried so deep in your ass you have no idea where you end and I begin.”
I shake my head again denying that his words are true.
He punishes me with a slap. Then another and another until I’m sure my ass has his glowing red handprint on it.
“Pretty,” he murmurs, trailing his fingers up my inner thighs, collecting up my juices as he moves. “Macie, Macie, Macie. So wet for me. Such a little lying, filthy whore.”
I push back, offering myself up to him, needing his tongue again, his fingers. Anything.
“Anyone would think you’re enjoying this. Being on display for the entire county to watch as I eat you.”
A groan rumbles up my throat, my need to demand he does just that desperate to fall from my lips.
Thankfully, in only a heartbeat, I realize that my demand is unnecessary.
I scream around my panties as he licks up the length of me.
“So fucking sweet.”
My legs tremble with my need to let go as he laps at me like a man starved.
He circles my clit, bites down on my sensitive skin and plunges his tongue deep inside me.
My hips roll desperate for more as my cheek and breasts stick to the window as my body heats, sweat coating every inch of me.
I moan and mewl, itching to pull my panties from my mouth so I can really let go but no matter how much I try to spit them out, I can’t.
Shifting around so his back is to the window, Leon sucks on my clit once more, but this time he slides two fingers inside me. The intrusion burns but the pain is so freaking good that I almost come the second he strokes my walls.
Dragging my eyes open. I stare down at him as his cold, evil ones glare up at me.
Everything he feels for me shines bright in the green depths. His hate, his anger, but more importantly, his desire.
He might want to punish me, but despite all the bullshit surrounding this situation, he wants me just as badly as I do him.
The broken parts of us just align.
We might be a car crash waiting to happen. But like this, right now, stripped bare with our pain bleeding from us for the other to see, we work, even if he refuses to acknowledge it.
We might have experienced different things. But we’re the same. Deep down, we’ve got the same fractured souls. We crave the same revenge, we’re desperate to deliver the same retaliation.
The only difference is that I think he’s got the means in order to follow through with the thoughts that have run around my head for years.
He can put an end to the torment, the nightmares. But he’s got to be able to accept the past, what’s happened to him if he’s ever going to find a future for himself.
A moan rips from my throat as my orgasm finally begins to crest. But just as I’m about to fall, Leon rips his fingers from my body and releases his vicious hold on my clit.
I pant, my chest heaving as I desperately try to drag in the air I need through my nose only.
Thankfully, he takes pity on me and after pushing his way up the window, he plucks the lace from my mouth and throws it to the floor.
