Darkmore Penitentiary 2 - Caroline Peckham Page 0,182

flicked my piercings and she licked her way up my shaft like a fucking expert, taking me all the way in, tightening her lips and sucking my dick like it was an oxygen lifeline down there.

Fuck. Me. I'd never been sucked like when she did it. I was usually the one handing out pleasure, not the one getting it in return. Most people were so caught up by the fantasy I presented them that they were solely focused on getting their kicks. I rarely got my kicks like this, like I was the centre of her desire and not the other way around. But Rosalie, fuck, my beautiful wild girl was kicking my libido repeatedly in the balls.

She released my shaft from her hot mouth before coming up for air and I barely let her catch a breath before I drove my tongue into her mouth, guiding her backwards through the water toward the edge of the foamy pool. My feet hit gravel and I pushed my toes into it, dragging her with me until we reached the bank then lifting her up by the hips and planting her ass down to sit on it. I dragged her panties down her legs, tossing them onto the grass beyond the water and placing my hands on the insides of her thighs. I spread her wide for me and she bucked her hips, her fingers knotting in my hair demandingly.

I feasted on her like the best pudding of my life, dipping my tongue into her hot, creamy middle then licking my way up to the cherry on top which I devoured slowly with rakes of my teeth and sucks of my lips. She panted my name and I swear I was harder than the rocky cliff of the waterfall as I ate her slowly, my tongue flicking and twisting and driving into her tight hole as I devoured her. I spread her thighs even wider for me, my tongue sliding down to her ass then back to her pussy, making her shiver and pant and claw at me. I was one dirty motherfucker and she was so into it that she didn’t realise how dirty she became for me in return.

“You taste like strawberry laces, Coca Cola and fucking ecstasy on my tongue.”

“Sin,” she growled needily as I buried my face in her again.

“Sorry, sex pot, but it needed to be said,” I growled into her wet heat.

She was about to fall and I drove my tongue into her to feel her come apart, her body tightening around me as she came and I drew out her orgasm as I fucked her with my mouth better than most men could manage with their dicks.

Her body went limp as she released my hair and moaned her satisfaction, falling back against the bank as she caught her breath. I climbed out of the water, rearing over her and lining up my cock with her freshly eaten pussy. She caught my jaw in her grip before I entered her, squeezing hard to make me look at her. "Take me for your own pleasure, Sin," she commanded. “Use me like every Fae you’ve fucked has used you.”

"No, sugar puff. Your pleasure is my pleasure." I smirked then thrust my hips and slammed myself fully inside her, making her whole body arch beneath me. I clawed my hands into the mud beside her head, rolling my hips and fucking her with everything I had.

I hooked one of her legs over my waist then wrapped my hand around her throat, squeezing until she moaned, her tight body clamping around my cock again as she came. My wild girl liked me being rough and that just so happened to be my favourite style of fucking. Maybe we were a match made by the stars after all.

I was on the verge of finishing, my pleasure held back by a dam about to burst in my body when she forced me to roll over so she was straddling me. Rosalie rode me like a true Alpha and I cupped my hands behind the back of my head, enjoying the view as her tits bounced and I tore her bra off so I could view the show in HD. She placed one hand to my chest, keeping me down as her pussy worked miracles on my cock. She lowered herself over me just enough that my pubic piercing ground against her clit and as she came again with a Wolf's howl, I