Page 87 of When Art Falls


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“Okay. I’ll have something delicious ready for you by the time you wake up.”

“I want pizza!”

“Pizza it is.”

“Will you be my new mommy?” he asks hesitantly.

I hold my breath, waiting for her response.

“Absolutely, it’ll be an honor. Thank you for choosing me.”

“And Sebastian will be my real brother?”

“Yes.”

“Yayyy!”

“All right.” She gets out of the bed and pulls the comforter up to his chin. “Get some sleep.”

“I love you, Cin.”

“I love you too.”

I move to the left to avoid being seen as she turns to leave the bedroom. She steps out into the hall, pulling the door shut behind her.

Her eyes widen, zeroing in on me. She backs up in alarm as I quickly stride towards her. “Art, please—”

I fist my hand in her hair and use the other to cover her mouth. “Shhh.” I lick her ear. “I’m going to fuck the shit out of you.”

I maneuver her backwards, pressing her into the wall. Sniffing her neck, I breathe in her sweet scent.

“I could just eat you up,” I murmur.

Cin pushes her petite hands under my shirt, sliding them over my hard abs before unbuttoning my pants and tugging the zipper down. She pulls my dick free, stroking the thick length. Only her touch can bring the raging beast in my soul to heel. I take hold of her shirt and rip it down the middle, then lift her bra over her succulent breasts.

“Beautiful.” I push the plentiful mounds together, sucking one nipple, then the other.

“I want your dick stretching my pussy,” she moans.

“I’ll do more than that. I’m going to crack you the fuck open and ruin you for other men.”

“You’ve already ruined me for other men. Isn’t it obvious? You’re the only man I’ll ever want.”

I hoist her up, attacking her lips and invading her mouth with my tongue. She fervently returns the kiss. I carry her to my room and deposit her beside the bed. She’s so fucking tiny compared to me. I tower over her, the top of her head barely reaching my shoulders.

“Get naked.”

She watches me, seductively removing each article of clothing, teasing me, tormenting me. Cin’s always been good at that. She lies back on the edge of the bed and spreads her legs. My eyes stray to the plump nub protruding from her swollen pussy lips.Lord have motherfucking mercy. I move between her thighs, grabbing my throbbing dick, and run the engorged head through her sopping slit. Fuck, it’s so damn hot. She sucks on her index finger, twirling her tongue around the digit before gradually pulling it free and circling her clit. Alluring russet-colored eyes intently peer at me, waiting to witness the exact moment I snap.

“I want you to lose control,” she whispers.

“Trust me, you don’t want that.”

“I do. Please, fuck me hard.”

“On your knees,” I demand.

She rolls over, then arches her back perfectly, displaying her nice round ass.