Page 100 of Necessary Evil

He knelt on the bed by her head. “You want something, baby?” He trailed the head of his cock across her lips.

Lucy opened her mouth and he thrust inside. As she sucked him deep into her throat, he pressed his fingers into her. Finding her clit, he tickled it as he rocked back and forth into her mouth. Lucy moaned around his cock and spread her legs wider. She writhed and pulled her wrists, wanting to hold his hips so she could control the way she licked and sucked him. Just as she was getting a good rhythm, he pulled out of her mouth, and she gasped at the loss.

His fingers were dancing inside her and she bucked her hips. “More. Please,” she begged.

But he slid away from her mouth and glided his cock, wet from her mouth, over her chest. Hot and hard, he teased his length over the sensitive peaks of her breasts. The building pressure between her thighs grew as his fingers went faster. The slick, wet noise of his fingers in her arousal and her shallow breathing were the only sounds in the room. Her body strained to get closer to him when he moved again. And when his beard rasped over her as his teeth grazed her nipples, she clamped her legs closed and rode his fingers to a mind-blowing orgasm.

“Evan,” she cried, shaking.

He kissed down her body and, while she was still trembling with reaction, buried his face between her thighs.

“Oh!” Lucy shrieked at the first touch of his tongue. He licked her fast, holding her to him as she twisted and turned. The headboard creaked as she pulled on her wrists. She was trapped, able only to feel the waves of pleasure crashing over and over on her.

He groaned, a deep possessive sound, as she writhed beneath him. “You taste so fucking good. I love how wet you get.”

“Evan,” she cried over and over again. Starbursts of light flashed under her eyelids as her second release left her limp and whimpering.

He flipped her over so that her arms were crossed. Lucy barely made it to her elbows before he plunged his cock deep inside her. He took her fast. The hard slap of his body into hers pushed her to the edge again. She felt owned and taken, and it was luxurious.

“So fucking sexy.” Evan thrust full inside her and held her hips to him.

“Don’t stop.” Her breath ragged, she squeezed around his cock, wanting to feel that friction again.

“Behave.” He smacked her ass.

The orgasm hit her suddenly and without warning, and with an incoherent cry she bucked back against him.

“Fuck, I’ll spank that all night long if it gets you off like that.” Evan met her wild thrashing stroke for stroke and finished with a feral growl.

Turning her back around, he collapsed on top of her and kissed her until they both calmed down. Evan unlocked the cuffs and massaged her wrists.

“Don’t pull on your arms so hard next time.” He kissed the red marks where the metal dug into her skin.

“You get cuffed next time,” she said, “and see how your wrists fare.”

“Baby,” he said, “to get to you, I’d rip the fucking bed apart.”