Page 43 of The Diávolos: Part Two
Even so, his roughness triggers a rush of lust down to my core.
“Tell me you don’t want this, angel.” We lock eyes as he leans over my back and presses his lips to mine, enticing me with the promise of more. I shouldn't want more—but I do.
It’s way too hot in here and I can’t think straight.
Evander drops to his knees behind me and spreads my ass cheeks, not hesitating a second before shoving his fingers in my entrance and sticking his tongue in my tight hole.
My body tenses up, but quickly slackens as a loud, guttural moan comes out of me.Fuck.
My legs shake as he keeps dipping his tongue and fingers in and out of my holes.
“So fucking good, kitten,” he groans, and I can’t help but lose myself in pleasure.
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EVANDER
“You were always mine. I just had to find you.” —r.h. sin
As I finger Angelica, my tongue against her puckered hole, I think this must be what heaven is like. My mind goes back to her legs on each side of my hips when she straddled me in the boxing ring, and I want her to do it again. This time, with my cock buried deep inside her, scratching her fucking organs.
Watching Angelica so focused on her craft made my insides boil with awe, lust, and pure, unadulterated need. I couldn’t help but get in the ring and let her use me as a punching bag. I could tell that she had pent up frustration, whether sexual or from anger, and needed an outlet. I wanted to feel her wrath.
Even after lying, deceiving, and stalking her, Angelica never as much raised a finger at me. This allowed her to hit me without feeling guilty. Andgod, did she ever hit me. But her punches just made my dick hard.
I twirl my fingers around to hit her G-spot and her hips lift off the bench. I push her down and keep the pressure on her lower back. She struggles to get free, but I can hear her moansloud and clear. I continue the motion of my fingers, feeling the gritty texture of her channel getting more swollen by the second.
My cock has stiffened to almost the point of pain, poking through the fabric of my briefs, pleading to be released.
“That’s it,moró mou. Come for me. Show me how well you can come with my fingers fucking you.” She’s so close. One flick on her clit and she’ll explode.
“I need you to let go so I can stick my dick inside your warm pussy.”
My thumb reaches her clit and, as soon as it makes contact, Angelica’s entire body trembles from the intensity of her orgasm. She can hardly take a full inhale as she cries out in ecstasy.
My angel loves breath play and being in a steaming hot sauna with barely any air flow is giving her that same sensation.
I won’t lie, I’m getting a little dizzy myself, but I have good stamina and can handle long periods of time in a harsh environment.
When she settles from her climax, I pull my fingers out and flip her onto her back. She looks sated, satisfied—and a little unconscious.
“Angelica, baby,” I whisper, tapping the side of her face lightly. “Stay with me. We’re almost done.”
Her eyes flutter open and she says something that sounds like, “Mhmmmm.”
But right now, I can’t focus on anything other than her nipples sticking up, begging for attention.
My fingers dip into her pussy again, and I drag her wetness all the way up to those perky buds, rolling her cum all over them. She lets out small moans, and I know she’s enjoying this as much as I am.
I take one into my mouth and suck, tasting her salty skin and sweet juices. Fuck, this woman drives me wild.
Sliding my hard cock over her slick folds, I watch as Angelica goes in and out of consciousness. I don’t give a shit if she’s alert or not, she’s getting fucked, and I’m going to fill her up with my cum.
Without warning, I push into her, making her body jerk from the sudden intrusion.
“Fuck, Angelica. You feel fucking sinful.”
I thrust into her at a steady pace until I find the perfect rhythm that draws out the most unholy mewls from her.
