Page 29 of Twisted Lies 3
With sweet lust whipping through my dripping sex, I glanced over my shoulder, and I watched him reach into his pocket and pull out a condom. He tore the package open with his teeth and quickly removed the latex.
In seconds, he sheathed his cock and curled his hand in my hair, snapping my head back. “Your pussy. Your ass. All of you. Mine,” he whispered into my ear.
Releasing my hair, he pressed me facedown onto the desk and buried himself so far inside me that my whole body quaked from the sheer force.
“Oh fuck!” I cried out as he stretched me ruthlessly.
His engorged flesh sank deeper between my sensitive folds, and his balls slapped against my womanhood, sending tiny shocks through my body. My hips bucked, and my pussy burned from the width of his big, thick manhood.
With fingers buried into the flesh at my hips, he held me still. “Slow, darling. I don’t want to hurt you.” He gave my wetness time to adjust to his girth.
My body tensed from the burning fullness in my cunt.
“Relax,” he hissed.
I took a deep breath, forcing my rebellious muscles to loosen.
He pushed forward, slowly at first, and then he increased his speed from a sensuous slide to hard, forceful pumping. “Fuck!” he cursed.
I couldn’t move as Core rocked me, hard and steady. The feeling of helplessness ran through me, heightening every sensation in my body. He was driving me crazy with lust, and each stroke brought me closer and closer to the edge.
“Core,” I groaned as he continued to fuck me like a man possessed.
The pressure tightened inside me before I came brutally hard. I gasped and moaned as my interior muscles convulsed around him.
His fingers squeezed my hips. Again and again, he pulled out and plunged back inside me like a man on a mission. He tensed, and every muscle rippled before he uttered a guttural groan that sounded like, “Sinful,” as his smooth pumping became jerky and harsh. He roared. His entire body shook as he came and came, his cock twitching inside me. He slumped over me, catching his weight on his hands. He nuzzled my neck and then pressed his sensuous mouth to the top of my shoulder before gently pulling out of me.
I sighed heavily, feeling utterly empty.
“Let me take care of the condom.” He disappeared for a second to dispose of it.
When he came back, tremors ran through me as his lips trailed gently across the back of my neck, causing my stomach to do flip-flops. Twisting me around, he enveloped me with his body by wrapping his arms around me. Effortlessly, he picked me up, cradling me. Pressing my head into the hollow of his shoulder, he carried me over to the sitting area as if I weighed nothing. He sat down with me in his lap.
I felt safe and comforted. Boneless, I curled against his chest while he pushed the damp strands of hair away from my forehead. In that instant, I knew I had been stampedProperty of Core. There would be no pretending this was just a one-time occurrence, and from the determined glint in his eyes, he wouldn’t let me even if I wanted to. It was way too late in the game for that.
His chest was damp with sweat, slick under my cheek, salty on my tongue when I gave it a lick. Through the muscles covering his chest, I could hear his heart beating in a steady rhythm. He traced his fingers over the tattoo piece written horizontally from my abdomen to my back.
“Love all, trust a few, do wrong to none,” he recited aloud. “Shakespeare,” he ended.
I curved my mouth up into a smile. “Wow. I’ve never seen this side of you, Core.”
His sensuous mouth twitched. “I have many sides, darling.” His hand moved to my ass, lightly touching. “Good.”
“Bad,” I whispered.
“Hard.” His voice rumbled through his chest as he stroked my hair.
“Gentle,” I finished.
He arched a brow. “Gentle? I’m afraid not. Gentle is not in my vocabulary.” He tweaked my nipple hard.
“I can deal with that.” I traced my fingers along his jaw and across his lips.
He bit one finger before letting go. “I’ll be right back,” he muttered while gently scooting me off his lap before he stood up. Confidently, he swaggered over to the wet bar.
Lust curled in my cunt.
Damn, what a magnificent ass.
