I stroked my thick, aching length, the head swollen and slick with precum.
She looked wrecked.
Her mouth was already open, lips swollen from her earlier cries, her tongue wet and waiting.
I pushed my cock past her lips, sliding over her tongue, and then shoved deep, burying myself in the heat of her throat.
She gagged, her throat constricting around me as more moisture pooled in her eyes.
I fucked her mouth while the vibrator fucked and stimulated her pussy.
Her body writhed beneath me, her legs trembling, her hands curling into fists against the restraints.
“Don’t you dare cum,” I growled, my voice so rough with need.
Her moans vibrated around my cock, sending shocks of pleasure up my spine.
“Not yet.” My fingers wrapped tightly in her hair, pulling and forcing her to take me deeper.
“I’ll decide when you come.”KASMINE.
The devil has a name, and he wasn’t in hell.
His name was Kester, and he was right here, on top of me, making me mo?n his name between gasps and breathless pleas.
My body wasn’t mine anymore.
Pleasure had stolen it, claimed it, reshaped it into something unrecognizable-something made only for him.
The vibrator inside me was maddening, humming, pulsing, teasing the raw, oversensitive flesh of my clit. My thighs quivered violently, torn between squeezing shut from the unbearable sensation and spreading wider to take more of it.
And then there was his cock.
Heavy, thick, stretching my lips wide as he thrust deep into my mouth, shoving himself into my throat, pushing me past my limits. The veins along his shaft pulsed against my tongue, the head hitting the back of my throat with his ruthless push.
My jaw ached, and my throat burned, but I took him, swallowed him, and let him use my mouth however he pleased.
My vision blurred as his fingers clamped down on my nose.
A shock of panic slammed through me.
I gagged, my throat tightening around his length, desperate for air. My eyes watered instantly, hot tears rolling down the sides of my face.
And just when I thought I’d pass out, he let go. Air flooded my lungs, making my chest heave and my whole body shudder.
Kester watched me with a wicked grin spread across his face. His green eyes, which had turned dark, were locked on mine with hunger.
“You look so pretty when you cry for me,” he murmured. His thumb caught a tear trailing down my cheek, smearing it over my lips. “So sweet… so obedient…”
Every so often, he pushed his fingers into my pussy, applying more pressure before pulling out and allowing the vibrator to do its job.
A vein popped on his forehead-the same one that always did when he fucked me like this. When he was too far gone, lost in the need to ruin me.
His hips slammed against my face, his thick, muscular body caging my smaller frame beneath him, dominating me in every way.
The vibrator sent another sharp jolt of pleasure through me. I felt my stomach coiling tight, my walls clenching, and my release right there-
But he knew.
Of course, he knew.
The second he felt my body tightening, he yanked himself from my mouth, leaving me coughing, my lips swollen, and drool dripping down my chin. His cock stood thick and flushed, gleaming with my saliva and a bead of precum at the tip.
I barely had time to breathe before he grabbed my legs, pushing them back and exposing me completely.
A whimper escaped me.
“Kester…”
His gaze darkened. “Mine.”
He dipped his fingers into my pussy and pulled out the vibrator.
And then he was inside me.
A moan tore from my lips, my head falling back as he drove himself deep into my soaked, pulsing pussy.
I sobbed, my hands balling into weak fists above my head.
Kester wasn’t just fucking me.
He was wrecking me.
His cock slammed into me mercilessly, every thrust spearing me open and sending sparks of unbearable pleasure up my spine. The force of it rocked my entire body, the wet slap of our flesh filling the large room.
“Fuck-” he gritted, “Baby…” He whispered.
He pulled back slightly, then slammed forward again, harder this time, wrenching a sharp cry from my lips.
I couldn’t take it.
I could barely breathe. My body wasn’t my own anymore-it was his, his to use, his to ruin. He fucked me until I was raw and sore, until my body ached with a pleasure so intense it bordered on pain.
And he was ruining me.
With a deep growl, he shifted his grip on my thighs, forcing them even wider.
I gasped.
No.
He had never spread me this wide before.
And then-
“Oh god-!” A scream ripped from my throat as he buried himself deeper, hitting a spot inside me that sent my entire body convulsing.
I tried to close my legs to escape the overwhelming sensation, but he held me open, held me still, with a bruising grip. “Stay open for me,” he ordered, “Let me ruin you.”
I could feel his balls slapping at my entrance. He had buried his whole length inside me.
“Shbb,” he hushed, his palm suddenly covering my mouth, muffling my cries. “Take it, baby,” he growled.
And just when I thought it couldn’t get any more overwhelming-
He reached for something – a clit vibrator.
My stomach flipped.
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