Page 143 of King of Deception


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Gripping my cock, I shove myself inside her heated core in one go. “Jesus Christ,” I grit out.

She squeezes me so well, my vision blackens for a moment. I doubt I will ever get enough of her.

“You’re so deep,” she says, voice scratchy, lost in her pleasure as I pump in and out of her, keeping her on edge.

I want her mad with desire, desperate for a release she’ll beg me to fuck her ass.

Reaching over, I open the drawer and pluck the lube and a plug from the nightstand.

“I need to prepare you first,” I groan, struggling to control the unyielding desire. “I’ll come back to fuck your pussy and make you come.”

I tell her just as much as myself because once inside her, I forget my damn mind.

My cock throbs, not understanding the benefits of patience when all he craves is to be sheathed in her heavenly folds.

Coating my fingers in lube, I slowly ease one finger to my knuckle, then add a second. Her asshole is even tighter than her pussy. She will strangle my cock to death. What a fucking way to go.

She squirms, but I place my other hand on her belly to keep her in place, sucking on her nipples to distract her. I wish the experience to be just as pleasurable for her.

When she takes two fingers and arches her back for more, I slip my fingers out and pour a generous amount of lube on the plug.

It’s not enough preparation. “Fuck,mo run. This can wait. We have time.”

I don’t want to hurt her. I’d rather cut my dick off. Just like with her virginity, she will need some time to adjust to my length.

She clasps my arms, looking me dead in the eye. “No, tonight. I want you to take my ass tonight.” Her voice drips with resolution, erasing my will.

Only hearing her say that gets me so fucking hard, the head turns an angry purple, ejecting pre-cum.

“Press against it. Relax,” I groan, on the edge of madness.

Inch by inch, I bury the plug inside of her, praising her. “You’re doing so well. Look at your ass sucking the plug in. Such a greedy hole, just like your pussy.”

“I’m so full,” she moans, chest heaving.

She will be even fuller in a moment. I chuckle as I guide my cock back inside of her.

Wrapping my hand around her neck, our eyes lock, and I shove myself to the hilt inside of her. Nothing is more potent than being buried in my woman, her eyes rolling back in their sockets, overwhelmed in the best way, stretched out and filled beyond her capacity to take.

She thrashes under me, kneading the sheet hard enough she might rip the fabric. “Oh my god.”

“Do you think he’ll take pity while you let the devil fuck you?”

She shivers. “For you, I’ll sin until my last breath and beyond.”

Potent emotions grip me in a chokehold. “You’ll be mine even in the afterlife?”

“Are you asking?” she breathes out.

I pull out until just the head remains nestled inside her, her pretty pink lips wrapped around me, her muscles constricting to suck me back in. It makes me feel like a fucking god, loving to play with her senses and make her lose her mind with pleasure.

I thrust back in, stealing her breath. “No, informing.”

She smiles as I fuck her until she shatters so beautifully for me, triggering my own release, and I fill her up with my seed.

A low groan vibrates in my throat when I notice the mess I made of her pussy—red and swollen, glistening with our releases.

“Show me what I deposited inside this greedy pussy. Press my cum out,” I say, the sticky white cum leaking and painting her folds while I brush it along her slit and rub the mess into her folds.