Page 55 of Wretched Soul
Shade glances over his shoulder, his eyes twinkling. I don’t like that he’s smirking. “I’ll tell you one day,” he promises.
Although I scowl, I like that glimpse of a future where he’s able to share more of his secrets. For now, I focus on the present. I dig my fingers into his beautiful rounded ass. “You might feel better leaning against something,” I say, pushing him forward. The heels of my boots click against the timber floor with each step I force him to take.
“Should I ask what you have planned?” he asks as he rests his hands against a wall.
“You could, but it seems we’re the kind of couple who don’t share plans,” I quip as I kneel down behind him.
I slide a hand between his legs, and as I lean forward, I can’t resist biting on his ass cheek. His moan turns into a curse as Icup his balls and squeeze. His legs open wider and I wrap a fist around his shaft.
“This is what it’s like to not see what’s coming,” I say as I glide my hand up his length. “To be caught unawares.”
My thumb glides over his crown, and I use the cum leaking from him to moisten my palm.
“You’ve got me, Slayer,” he hisses as he thrusts into my fist. “Damn, you’ve got all of me.”
I press my cheek against his ass as I fist his cock in long, firm strokes. He can’t see me, and I can’t see him. That’s twice the pleasure for my shadowman, and my palm is sticky after I sweep it over his crown. His engorged cock pulses beneath my touch, and I’m knocked back each time Shade rears up so he can thrust back into my hand. He grunts as I edge him closer to his release.
“Are you going to make me come all over the wall, Slayer?” he asks in a husky voice.
I’m tempted to let him, but I loosen my grip. “Or you could turn around.”
Shade drops his head briefly, takes a breath, then turns with a warning on his lips. “If you make me come in your mouth, you’d better be prepared to swallow every last drop,” he says, but his words come out as a hiss because my hand is back around his cock.
I lick his pink and glistening tip, getting my first taste of him. Shade watches like he’s burning the image into his memory. Either I’m getting better at reading him, or his mask of indifference is slipping. I take his crown in my mouth and when I flick my tongue, he fucking growls.
Pressing a hand to his thigh while my other remains around his shaft, I open my mouth wider. I let him see the head of his cock resting on my flattened tongue, and then my lips seal around him. I go down on him slowly, exploring his length with my lips, or as much as I manage on my first plunge.
Shade wraps his fist around my ponytail as I travel back up to the tip. “Keep those pretty lips tight, and let’s see how much of my cock you can take, Slayer.”
I meet his gaze, and roll my eyes before going down on him fast. He grunts as his cock hits the back of my throat, and I try not to gag.
My cheeks hollow and I suck hard as my lips travel back up his length. I lave his crown, and draw the tip of my tongue along the seam on the underside of his shaft before sealing my lips around him once more. As I go down on him again, I remove the fist I’ve made around his base to take all of him before coming back up.
Shade watches me intently as my head bobs up and down. He never thrusts too deep, or forces my head down while gripping my ponytail, but there is a battle for control. I see it in his eyes. I’m just not sure if that battle is with me or himself.
“Lily,” he whispers as his movements quicken and I match his pace. “What the hell are you doing to me?”
I cock an eyebrow, in a ‘I thought that was obvious,’ kind of way, and he laughs. Or tries to laugh because it catches in his throat. I feel his body shudder. His fist tightens around my hair to the point of pain. I stop moving my head and let him fuck my mouth as fast as he wants. And he goes fast, his cock pushing and pulsing inside my mouth, between my lips and over my tongue.
His eyes are hooded as he stares at my mouth and how he fills it. His brow furrows as his movements become erratic. I’m about to watch him come for the first time, but in a flash, his gaze meets mine. His eyes flare as if he’s shocked to find me watching. And then his head tips back so I can’t see his face as a stream of cum hits the back of my throat. He swallows a cry as his hips jerk, and he shoots into my mouth again. I suck andswallow, then swallow again as fresh ribbons of cum coat my tongue.
“Damn, your mouth feels good,” he says. “You’re worth every thorn.”
Even when he’s spent, I suck hard on his softening and now-sensitive tip. It’s only when he hisses that I release him. “I wouldn’t need thorns if you didn’t go around meddling in my business.”
Shade pulls me to my feet and wraps a hand around my neck. A thumb strokes my jawline. “I only meddle to protect you.”
“But–”
He silences me with a kiss, his tongue exploring my mouth that still tastes of him. “Let me protect you, Slayer.”
“Fine, but–”
His mouth covers mine again until I stop fighting. “Haven’t I fucked your bad mood out of you yet?”
I raise an eyebrow. “Not even close.”
Shade cups my pussy over my pants, pressing a finger against my clit and rubbing. As I grind against him, the heat and wetness pooling at my center becomes unbearable.
