Page 73 of Burning Truths
Thrust. Swallow. Thrust. Suck. Thrust. Swallow.
His head falls back his eyes now closed and I revel in the way his face falls into the deep throws of heaven when he fucksmy mouth harder. Losing balance my hands grab onto his hips giving us both more leverage and that sends him spiraling closer. Moaning around his cock in the back of my throat I can taste the salty pre-come leaking from the head of his dick.
“That’s it, Killer.” He praises.
One more thrust and his hips meet my lips, shoving all the way to the back of my throat, choking me completely. Unable to breath he holds me there, my name falls from his lips as he coats my throat with his come. Trembling from his release his eyes meet mine brighter than they were before. Pulling out he steps back watching the way I drink down everything he gave me. Wiping away a drop from my chin he presses it into my mouth groaning when my tongue curls around his thumb sucking the liquid from his skin.
Leaning down he lifts me under the arms hauling me to my feet. Brushing away the hair pressed to my sweaty face he claims my mouth with his in a dominant kiss that steals the air from my lungs. Flames and smoke. Fire and Ice. We collide.
Spinning us around I end up pressed against a cabinet with his thick fingers peeling my thong to the side.
“Are you soaked for me?” He rasps.
My nod is jerky and my chest shutters with my next breath when he slips between my legs pressing one finger in at a time. Crowing me into the cabinet he leaves just enough room for his hand but then his mouth is on me. Nipping and biting my neck, my ear, my jaw leaving me raw and on fire.
“I won’t fuck you until you’re begging me for it but I’ll let you come like a good girl for fucking me so goddamn good with that sinful mouth of yours.” His growls in my ear.
Plunging two fingers knuckle deep inside my dripping cunt he fucks me faster and faster. My legs shake but he holds me up with his knee. Using his free hand he forces my pants down my legs to my ankles never removing his fingers from theirplace deep inside me. Pulling his fingers out he shoves them in my mouth forcing my back flat against the cabinet bending me backwards completely. My core aches for release and a cry forms in the back of my throat. The tangy taste of my own flavor spills onto my tongue while he holds me there by my mouth.
“Don’t move.” He orders.
Running his free hand down my side a sudden pressure at my clit has me tensing.
“Easy, Killer.”
He rubs between my legs pressing into my clit and sliding between my lower lips coating his dick with my wetness. He doesn’t try to press inside me instead he fucking sides between my legs against my core slowly building a low burn in the pit of my stomach. I try to suck in air but the pain of the orgasm climbing mixed with the panic in the back of my head makes me dizzy. I want to beg him to stop but my body screams for me.
“Rye.” I moan.
His hand leaves my mouth moving to my throat cutting off my next breath.
“Beg for it.” He growls.
His punishing thrust slams into my clit over and over. My knees shutter under the pressure between my legs. Squeezing my eyes shut the voice in the back of my head screams a hollow sound but with each touch of my skin from him I let that voice fall away. The overwhelming need to be consumed by him rattles my bones.
“Please. Please.” I chant into the empty room.
Another brutal thrust between my legs.
“Please what?” He pushes.
My head thrashes against the hardwood underneath me, unable to speak. Applying pressure to my throat he pulls me forward slightly forcing my gaze to his. His brown eyes are damn near black with greed.
“Consume me.” I beg. “Consume me with everything you are until there’s nothing left of me, but you.” I cry out.
Shaking, my body anticipates his next move waiting to be filled by him yet instead of slamming into me he slowly glides in one inch at a time. Tears flow down my cheeks with the all consuming flood of emotions combining with pure pleasure. Wiping away a tear that’s falling down my face he watches the way my face contorts with each slow drive forward. For a moment time stands still, the oxygen in the room thinning. Our movements slow leaving us barely moving only to take in the way we feel around each other. Leaning down his teeth, biting into my bottom lip hard enough to break skin, a drop of blood dripping into his mouth.
“Bleed for me, baby.” He grunts.
And then he fucks me hard and relentless until my legs give out and we’re both broken on the floor.
Chapter Thirty-Five
KENNA
“Honey I’m home.” A voice rings through the silence cutting through it like glass.
Ryker and West turn towards the open doorway while Cole helps me make the adjustment needed to my rigged powerhouse. Ally plants her ass in a chair across the room from us with her knees to her chest picking at her nails. Periodically shooting her a glare I watch her from my place at the table holding my masterpiece.