Monster A Dark Arranged Marriage Romance - Vanessa Waltz Page 0,21
over my tongue.
He uttered a soft sigh as he buried himself, and a thrill touched my pussy as though he’d fucked me there. He cupped my cheek and stroked me. His fingertips left trails of fire, and the agony lingered like one of his steamy kisses. Tony’s half-lidded gaze smoldered as his hips chased his pleasure. He groaned loudly.
I took him deeper, running along his length. I glided back and forth, flicking his tip. I felt him jerk upward, hitting the roof of my mouth. I liked this. The heady taste of him swirled around me, his length easier and easier to take. It was hot as fuck. His hand made a fist in my hair. Then his hips chased my movements. He began a slow but torturous rhythm.
I couldn’t hold him and the drink. Bubbles frothed from my mouth. Alcohol spilled on the floor, but Tony seemed to relish the sight. A wicked smile staggered across his face as I struggled to close my mouth on him. I choked. Tony didn’t let up on his ruthless strokes. He made deliciously raw, male sounds. Deep, keening grunts.
“Evie,” he groaned.
I clamped over him and sucked hard, juices running over my chin. His fingers curled into my hair before he yanked, forcing me to take him to the root. His cock hit the back of my throat.
I gagged.
“Fuck, Evie.” He pulled out, leaving his tip buried. “Christ, I just want to make you mine all night.”
I suckled the head, lashing at him, desperate for more of his moans. He rewarded me with another groan. My legs widened as I watched him succumb, his glare melting to a lust-fueled craze.
“Have you had enough?”
I took a break, gasping. “Fuck me until I pass out.”
“You should rethink those words.”
“Don’t have it in you?” I taunted, well aware I was playing with fire. “Or are you afraid you won’t last?”
He grabbed the flute. He made me drink. It was barely a swallow, and then he fucked my mouth, shoving it all out. The alcohol burned. I was a dripping mess, clinging to him. His brutal thrusts stabbed my throat. He retreated to let me breathe, and then the relentless possession began anew.
Tony cradled my face. His eyes fluttered as he fought against my gag reflex. He inched back and forth, so deep inside, I couldn’t get air. He drilled me with practiced movements until I took the lead. His thumbs stroked my cheek as I sucked and licked the giant head. He uttered small grunts that I loved.
“Suck harder,” he rasped.
I tried the best I could, knowing his climax was coming when a moan rumbled from his chest. He jerked me toward him. Liquid heat shot into my mouth, somehow also spraying my lips, my neck, and nestling into my cleavage.
His grip on my hair went slack.
His raking gaze danced over me. He gritted his teeth as spasms ripped through his thighs. He wavered on his feet. Staring at me, he wiped sweat from his brow.
Watching him try to pull it together made me hot all over.
Did he like it?
His heartbeat hammered me through his cock. He dragged me upright, breathing hard. His scowl softened when his attention drifted to the cum on my breasts. His knuckle rolled it up the slope before catching everything on my lips, and then he pushed it into my mouth.
He stepped closer, pinning me with a salacious stare. He cradled my jaw, running his thumb over my lips.
Sparks showered my cheek.
His breath misted my lips before closing the distance to lick them. Then he fused his mouth with mine. He forced his tongue inside, pushing my head to ease his invasion. The kiss sang through my veins. Wet heat mingled with mine, licking, drawing my lip into his for him to suck, weakening my knees so that I clung to him to stay upright.
I crushed into him, the space between my legs burning. We stumbled onto the bed, my back hitting the mattress.
I squirmed, fighting the shiver of wanting as he kissed the shell of my ear. His lips grazed my cheek, kissing under my jaw. It was delicious. A five-story fire stroked my body as he dipped between my breasts. My wild pulse beat into his fingers as he pressed his lips into each globe, shoving my bra aside.
I laced my fingers with the hand flattening my stomach. I squeezed hard as the slick warmth blazed down my leg, where Tony spread me wide as though—