Page 40 of Fatal Collision
The worst and the best kind of torture.
My pussy is clamping so tightly that he’d struggle to fit a finger inside if he tried.
“Falls cock will never satisfy you again.”
This is the moment I should come up with something witty in response or, better yet, kick him out on his ass.
Which would be satisfying as hell, I will admit. But I can’t think about anything other than that dangerous mouth he wields like a weapon of destruction.
Kane kisses a wet path down my body, and I lift my head off the pillow to watch his descent, having lost any sense of self-preservation.
“You owe me that orgasm, little rabbit, and I’m here to collect your debt. So be a good little slut and keep quiet.” He hooks his fingers in my shorts and slidesthem down my legs. I’ll go to Hell after this. Something tells me I’ll never be the same.
When he lowers his mouth to my soaked pussy and blows on my clit, his heavy eyes snare mine before he spits, causing me to twist the sheets with a whimper as he slides his large hands up my legs.
“It’s very important that you’re quiet for me, baby,” he says low. “If your brother and his friends hear you, I might just lose my shit, you understand?” Those big hands curve around my thighs, and he spreads me open as far as my flexibility allows. “Just the thought of another man hearing your erotic little moans and whimpers makes me want to commit murder.”
The mention of my brother cools me slightly. But before I can even begin to form a coherent thought, he drives his tongue into me.
No teasing. No soft swipe through my soaked folds.
He’s thrusting deep, sucking the juices from me and fucking me with his tongue like it’s his cock.
He can’t be serious, right? He thinks I can keep quiet during this?As-fucking-if.
I fracture. Whatever little ability I have left to stay quiet flies out the window the second his wicked tongue fills me up. I’m vaguely aware of him smacking his huge hand over my mouth to muffle the mortifying sounds spilling from my lips while my pussy pulses and throbs around his tongue. He stops just as fast.
Confused, I blink down at him. His rough hand pushes harder on my mouth, squishing my lips.
“What did I tell you, baby. I know this greedy cunt wants a good seeing to, but I can’t give it what it needs if your brother barges in here and kills me for defiling his sister. Got it?”
It’s only now that I realize the music is switched off. It’s quiet in the house, except for someone talking.
Malice, perhaps?
When I fail to respond because, let’s face it, my brain is still fuzzy, he jostles me. “Understood?”
I nod in response, and he lowers his head again.
Before his lips have a chance to brush against my glistening slit, he looks up, and that skilled mouth tips up at the corners. “If you’re not quiet this time, I’ll shut you up with my dick. Let’s see you try to scream while I fuck your face.”
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JESSICA
My pussy clenches in response to his degrading words.
Shame and pleasure war as my nipples tighten to rock-hard pebbles, tender to the touch.
He darts his tongue out again and swirls mind-blowing circles over my clit until I feel as if I might pass out, because of how hard I’m breathing through my nose. If it weren’t for the hand muffling my moans, I would beg him to let me come. But it’s like he knows when I’m about to tip over. A sixth sense.
Rather than just getting me off, he slows down, licking my glistening slit like a black panther lapping at water. My hips rise off the bed, and he lets go of my mouth and grabs my waist to hold me in place while sucking on my pussy. He’s eating me out like it’s a sport, and I have to dosomethingto keep quiet.
I reach for the nearest pillow to smother my breathy sounds before we get discovered. But the second ittouches my face, Kane knocks it aside and smacks my glistening slit.
“Eyes on me. You’re gonna watch me eat you out.”
I toss my head back on the pillow and snap, “Are you always this intense?”
