His only response was a grunt as she reached for his belt, unclipped it and then lowered the zipper of his pants. A second later, his pants pooled at his feet and she had his cock in her hand. She trailed her fingers lightly up and down, stroking him twice before leaning in and circling her tongue over the tip.

When she took him into her mouth, he moaned, shutting his eyes. Her mouth was so wet, so warm, so perfect. Forcing himself to admire the view, he looked back down at her as she bobbed on his cock, her eyes locked on his.

Raising his hand, he caressed her cheek with his knuckles, knowing he might have thought this was about her, the need to see her undone, but now he believed it was going to be him that became unraveled.

Bryanna stared at the beautiful cock in her hand, licking her lips in anticipation. Zeke was much bigger than Layton, both in length and girth. He kept his pubic hair trimmed with enough hair to declare he was a man—a smokin’ hot demon.

Keeping her gaze on him, she slid her tongue over his shaft in a slow lick, inhaling his scent that reminded her of burned spices. She wondered if the tantalizing aroma was due to his demonic nature or his cologne. Whatever the reason, she savored his musk as much as she did the flowery scents around her.

The skin along his shaft was smooth, veins lined the sides of his cock and she could feel the blood pumping beneath her mouth. As she continued to tease him with her tongue, he grunted and his reaction stirred her desires to pleasure him blind. Taking him deep into her throat, she enjoyed the growly noises he made.

Encouraged by his dark, seductive gaze on her, she ran her tongue up his shaft and licked the slit, drawing salty, warm pre-cum into her mouth. Not wasting his delectable taste, she licked again, gathering up everything he offered to her. Placing his erection against his stomach, mesmerized by how far it reached toward his bellybutton, she held it there and sank lower to tickle his testicles with a flick of her tongue. When she kissed along the tight ball, his loud ragged breath echoed across the night air, making her shiver.

After a few gentle sucks, she repeated the gesture on the other testicle and he moaned with each play of her mouth. Lifting his sac slightly, she dipped lower and ran her tongue along the smooth skin resting behind. Slowly, she teased the area, flicking out her tongue, and he widened his legs, allowing her access. She continued her path of slow, savoring licks until his groans intensified.

Tickling her tongue up the sides of his groin, she worked her way back up to his impressive cock. There, she angled his dick out to her mouth and dampened him with her saliva. Rising up on her knees, she wrapped both hands around his shaft, sliding her hands all the way down to the base.

“Damn, Bryanna, you’re wicked,” he murmured.

With a grin at him, she pumped him a few times, stroked, long and tight, squeezing him so his hips thrust forward. Exactly where she wanted him—uncontrollably aroused.

Sliding her hand to the tip of his cock, she squeezed and worked the head with quick strokes. His whole body quaked as he bit his lip and gave a delicious moan. Bringing his cock back into her mouth, she took him as deep as possible, and her jaw stretched to accept him, then she unleashed herself on his cock.

She sucked, swirled, pumped, twisted—did everything she could to make this demon go wild. He latched onto her head, his fingers tangled into her hair and he began to thrust into her movements.

In her excitement and unrestrained desire to please, her teeth grazed his shaft. He growled, his muscles tightened and the grip on her head became fierce. To confirm she wasn’t misreading him, she applied pressure again, trailing her teeth along his shaft. His fingers dug into her scalp and he thrust his cock farther into her mouth, releasing a low growl only belonging to a demon.

She allowed him to take over and placed both hands on his thighs. He stilled, widened his stance and immediately thrust rapidly in between her lips.

Each shift of his hips added more of her saliva around his thick cock and he threw his head back. His groans were the sexiest sound she’d ever heard, mixed somewhere between raw primal need and demonic possession.

As he possessed and owned her mouth now, she didn’t mind.

She loved how his thigh muscles flexed beneath her touch and how his soft hair tickled her skin. When he lowered his head, staring at her as if the Devil had arrived, she loved that more.

His wicked gaze set her aflame. His handsome face was enough to make any witch swoon, but his sculpted physique was perfection. His muscular chest led down to an amazing six-pack, all paving the way to the perfect cock thrusting into her mouth.

When she looked back into his intense eyes, her clit throbbed and she lowered her teeth to scrape against his silky shaft, giving him what he apparently loved from his earlier reaction—a little bite of pain. His eyes widened, jaw clenched, and if she didn’t know better, she’d swear she witnessed the flames of hell burning in the depths of his eyes.

After a series of hard thrusts, his groans deepened, then he froze. His attentive stare zeroed in on hers. The question was there in his gaze. Will you swallow for me?

She tightened her lips as her answer.

He sucked in a harsh breath, his nostrils flared and his eyes positively glowed. With one final pump of his hips, his head tipped back and his load roar echoed through the garden. As his cum filled her mouth, she swallowed frantically, shutting her eyes and savoring the warmth sliding down her throat.

Once his cock stopped sputtering, he lowered his head and withdrew it from her lips. He dropped do

wn onto the swing as if he had no strength and that made her smile. Leaning forward, while she remained on her knees before him, he brushed his knuckles over her cheek in a tender gesture that defied his nature. “You’re quite good at that.”

She winked. “Simply returning the favor.”

“Well said.” With a chuckle, he gathered her in his arms and pulled her up to sit next to him on the swing.

After he tucked her into his side, she laughed quietly. “That was a nice welcome to the neighborhood.”

He arched an eyebrow. “Good thing your house is secluded. The neighbors might have had quite a show.”

She giggled in agreement, but she also wondered if he planned to fuck her now.

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