Devil's Vengeance (Sydney Storm MC 3)

He hissed. Keeping one hand on my ass, he reached for my hair with the other and yanked my head back, exposing my neck to him. His teeth sunk into my skin near my throat and he bit and sucked me. When he finished, he rasped, “Fuck, baby, I can’t get enough of you.”

He then turned us so that I stood under the water. Picking up the shower sponge, he filled it with shower gel and started washing me. Gentle strokes cleaned every inch of me, and a couple of minutes later, he kneeled in front of me as he ran the sponge over my thighs.

His breaths quickened as the air surrounding us thickened with our desire. Steam filled the room, and water ran down my body while I watched him take care of me.

He nudged my legs apart before draping one of them over his shoulder. When his tongue flicked against my clit a second later, I reached one hand out to lean against the shower wall in an effort to steady myself while I gripped his hair with my other hand.

I was still recovering from him calling me baby when he began delivering the kind of pleasure that rocked my world. The way baby rolled off his tongue was bewitching. Without realising it, he’d cast a spell over me. I would do whatever he wanted that night. And when he backed it up with his special kind of ecstasy,

I was all but owned.

One hand on my ass.

His tongue buried deep inside.

Lips sucking my clit.

Husky sounds filling my ears.

It was sensory overload of the best kind, and I had to work hard to catch my breath because it was almost too much.

Devil stayed on his knees blessing my pussy for so long I wasn’t sure I’d be able to hold myself up much longer. Mostly because my legs had turned to jelly, but also because he had blown my damn mind to the point I couldn’t think straight enough to continue standing.

When I finally came, after he edged me closer, over and over, I cried out, “Oh, God, fuck!” My body swayed as my eyes squeezed closed and my head rolled back.

I’m going to collapse.

I can’t take any more.

It’s too much.

As my legs buckled, Devil’s arm snaked around my waist, and he caught me. Holding me up, he walked me backwards until I hit the wall behind me.

I opened my eyes right as his lips crashed down onto mine.

He gave me no time to recover from the first orgasm he’d given. Instead, he started working on the second one.

Mouth on mine, hands everywhere, his erection grinding into me, Devil switched from slow and gentle, to rough and demanding.

Our movements soon turned frantic.

Him lifting me.

Me clinging to him.

Nails digging into his skin.

His teeth biting and marking me.

My mouth sucking on his neck.

His hands and mouth all over my breasts.

Both panting.

“Fuck, Devil, I need you in me.” I could hardly get the words out in between breaths. When he didn’t lift his mouth off my breast, I demanded, “Now! I need your cock inside me now.”

His wild eyes finally met mine. “We need a condom.”