Page 102 of Killer Confections
She shivers under me, turning to look over her shoulder with an innocent expression. She bats those thick lashes at me, her pink lips slightly wet and swollen like she’s been biting them. “I’ve never had my ass stretched…”
Holy. Fuck.
She’s just divulged the most dangerous information she could to her partner. Who is doing free use on her today. Her ass has never been touched and the idea of being the first and only one with the privilege is making me far more aggressive than I planned to be first thing in the morning. I wanted to go slow and be gentle with her, but that all evaporates right before my eyes as I lean over her.
“You want me to fill all of your fucking holes, Loxley?” I taunt, biting the flesh of her neck enough to elicit a yelp from her. “Oh, we can do that, baby. You don’t have to tell me twice. Let’s get you ready. You’re gonna be dripping with my cum by the time the day is up.”
She lets out a gargled sound, shooting a concerned look over her shoulder. “How do we get me ready—OH!”
She gasps as I spread her ass and spear her tight ring of muscle. My thumb finds her clit, circling lazily as I stretch her ass and fuck her with my tongue.
Her face presses into the pillows as her cheeks turn flush. Her mouth is open, the sweet sounds of pleasure falling from her as the morning light shines down across her hair in rays.
I eat her like a man starved, lapping and stroking into her body as I strum her clit. When her pussy quivers and she clenches on nothing, an impatient, breathless sound grumbles through her before I chuckle.
“So fucking greedy for me,” I growl as I shove two fingers knuckle deep into her core. I continue tonguing her ass, letting her consume me entirely.
“Oh,fuck!” She rasps before her channel and ass tightens around me. She crests higher and higher until she finally falls, legs shaking and back bowing with her release. Her ragged, almost pained scream echoes off the walls of our home, bringing me intense satisfaction as the fingers pumping in and out of her turn sloppy with her mess.
Wetness dribbles from her and I lick it up greedily, savoring her taste as she quakes beneath me. Her dainty hands fist so tightly in the sheets she nearly rips a hole in them.
When she finally goes boneless, I pull my hands and face away from her before covering her back and pressing a slow, dominating kiss to her swollen lips.
She looks dazed and unfocused when I pull away, and I smile. “How does French toast sound? I know it’s still your favorite.”
“Hmm?” She blinks languidly, staring at me like my words are offensive to her.
I tuck a strand of sweaty hair behind her ear. “French toast? You know, bread soaked in eggs and cinnamon that you pan-fry—”
She catches my lips mid-sentence between her thumb and index finger, silencing me. “I know what it is, jackass. I can hardly think straight when you dothatto me.”
I’m cheesing so hard my cheeks hurt. My chest swells with pride as she releases me. “Then I’m doing it right.” I wink.
She smiles shyly. “Excellent form. And yes, I wouldkillfor some French toast right now.” She looks at me pointedly and I snort.
“Mrs. Kingsley, was that an assassin joke?”
She mocks a bow. “It sure was.”
I shake my head, giving her cheek a quick kiss before I push from the bed. “You’re gonna need the carbs today to keep your energy up.”
Her tongue darts out, swiping at her bottom lip as her eyes trail down to my tented boxer-briefs. “Are you sure you don’t want to relieve that before making breakfast?” she reaches out, stroking my cock firmly and making it pulse. “I can help you…” She crawls to me before I can answer and nuzzles her face against my bulge. I fist her hair as she presses kisses to me while working her hand over my shaft.
I tap her cheek. “Take me out and open up.”
She complies, hands working quickly to yank my boxer briefs down. When I spring free, she takes me until her nose touches my stomach and my head rolls back against my shoulders.
“You look so beautiful like this,” I praise as I pump my hips and make her choke on me. “Mouth stuffed full and tears rolling down your cheeks for me.All for me.”
I make her head bob quickly, using her throat as she gags around me. It doesn’t take long until the vase of my spine tingles and I feel my balls draw up with my impending release.
I push as deep as I can down her throat, holding her there as I groan and make her swallow every last drop.
I pull free with a pop before smiling down at her and gripping her chin. My thumb smears her pretty tears across her cheeks as she stares at me with wide, lust-drunk eyes. “Let’s getsome food into you before I lock you away and use you like the fucking animal I am.”
She nods obediently—eagerly—before I take her hand and lead her into the kitchen.
Chapter Thirty-Six
