Page 69 of Forbidden Eyes

“Why would you risk your life for me?” she asks, rolling her body back down to the bed and propping herself on the pillows.

Her question stops me in my tracks. She’s right. I am risking my life by being with her, but that doesn’t seem to register as a problem right now. All I know is that Sofia Vico has managed to do something that no one else ever has: made me care about a woman. Made me consider things past the first fuck, and that alone is dangerous enough. “Maybe you're worth something to me.”

Her mouth parts, pinked up cheeks flushing even more and confusion, awe, or chaos clouding her eyes. I smile and keep watching, trying to work out how she feels about that. I’m not sure how I feel about it if I’m honest, but she must be worth something more than just a fuck because I’ve done it regardless of what’s coming for me.

My eyes caress her slicked back hair, all of it mussed up and tangled. She looks good like this. Swollen lips as a result of rough kisses. Skin marred with my fingerprints and bite marks. And she refuses to look away from me. The entire way through this she’s kept her eyes locked with mine when she can, like she’s looking right into the soul I thought I’d lost somewhere along the ride with Cane.

Just like she is doing now.

“You’re looking at me like you want more of me inside you, Fia.”

“I’m looking at you because you’re confusing. I'm confused.”

I smirk and start crawling back up her body. There’s nothing confusing about me. I’m straight up and direct, always have been. She backs up as I get closer, wiggling her body around underneath me to try getting away. “We need to talk about this, Carter,” she whispers. No, we don’t.

There’s nothing to talk about as far as I’m concerned. We’ll deal with tomorrow or the next day when it comes. For now, right here, there’s nothing other than what we’re doing.

My hips rest against her, pinning her in place with my weight. No more conversation, only fucking.

I look at her parted lips. Ripe, plump.

“You know, I’m thinking you should try working that fine mouth around my dick again.”

She smiles and then giggles. It’s cute as fuck, and beautiful in a way that women have never been before her. I frown and watch her face, interested in her thoughts. But then the thought of her mouth around my dick springs to mind again.

“Okay. Talk me through it this time,” she says.

“Open up,” I say, climbing up her again.

“You’re not going to lie down?”

“No. I’m gonna control it. You’re gonna stop talking, relax, and trust me.”

She waits there for me to move her a little so she’s at the right angle, then watches as I bring my dick up to her lips. Her eyes widen at the sight of it hovering in front of her mouth, both of them occasionally flicking up to me. “Grab it,” I say, catching hold of her fingers and pulling them closer. “And hold it like you mean it.” She does, slowly, and the second her hand wraps around me I grunt at the impact. “Tighter, Fia.” She squeezes, sending the veins near fucking rigid inside my dick. “Wet your lips.”

The slow curve of her tongue across her mouth sends me fucking crazy with the need to ram into the back of her throat. Fuck knows how, but I manage to hold off, for some reason choosing to teach rather than attack. I angle forward, pushing it at her so she can start the process off at her level, but the second I’m inside her all hell lets loose in my body. She sucks delicately, like she’s worried it’ll hurt me. It is doing. Longing. Desperation. Both things mingle to cause feral thoughts to collide and a pain I’m not used to controlling. “Suck harder. And use your teeth a little,” I rasp, pushing into her a little more.

Fuck.

My lower back spasms, ass tightening to stop me driving in further than she can handle, and I brace my hands on the headboard to keep me steady. “Good,” I manage, looking down at her.

She slides back and forth a little, tentative lips beginning to get a grip of what they’re doing. Fuck me, she’s good. Hot. Just the look of myself pumping in and out has me nearly ready to come. I push in further, testing her gag reflex. There isn’t one that I can see or feel. She just lets me slide in deeper, slowly swallowing that fucker in until I’m almost balls deep. I angle differently, testing a more intrusive angle. Still nothing but her body beginning to writhe and buck. I look back at it, reaching one hand down to her pussy. The suction instantly loosens on my dick, and I look back to see her eyes widening.

“Together,” I murmur, pushing three fingers inside her. “Keep sucking until I come. Swallow it.” Her hand tightens around the base of me, and she sucks me back into her with so much force everything around me mists up.

My fingers latch onto her shoulder to hold her still, thumb creeping to her throat to make sure she doesn’t move a fucking inch. Jesus. So good. Too good. I pant and groan, unable to hold back the feeling of coming, and at the same time drive my fingers in and out of her so hard she squeals around my dick. Saliva starts messing up her pretty face, and a raw look takes over what was giggling a few moments ago. Sexy as fuck. My own tongue licks across my lips, ass tensing on every drive to stop me attacking too brutally. And then her hands grasp onto my ass, begging me to go deeper, harder.

That's not something I need asking for twice.

I shift her, lying her flatter and tilting her head so I can get in deeper. All the fucking way in. My eyes roll as she takes it, the whole damn room becoming nothing but a blur of sin and fucking. The feel of her around me, the sound of my slick dick slamming in and out, the feel of her tight pussy around my fingers.

Jesus.

My hand tightens around her throat, enjoying the feeling of my dick skimming against my own palm, and I feel the start of my orgasm begin to race through me. I work my hand quicker inside her, putting more pressure on her clit to bring her off quicker.

Together.

Why the fuck I want that I don’t know, but I do. I want to feel her pussy flex around me at the same time as I shunt in for the final time. I’m on the edge already. Quickly. Everything in me tenses, and the hand at her throat barely stops squeezing as I feel her pussy start clamping around my fingers. It’s all I need to let loose and drive in harder than I should, no fucks given as my eyes focus on hers. I come explosively, my dick pulsing in her mouth, and for the first goddamn time in my life it feels like it means something to me.

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