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Chapter Seventeen
Psycho
The soft glow from the lamp in the corner of the room casts shadows over the side of Evie’s head as she goes down on me, sucking my dick like she fucking owns it. Which she does. Grabbing fistfuls of the cushions as my arms rest along the top of the couch, I sigh when she releases me with a pop and flicks her tongue over my tip.
I’m nearly undone when she looks up at me and presses a kiss to the base of my shaft before gliding her tongue up to the tip again. My head falls back on the couch, and my chest heaves as I succumb to the moment of pure ecstasy.
Closing my eyes, I savour the feel of her mouth, sucking and licking, taking me as deep as she can. My hips buck when she gags, and my stomach is so fucking taut, I think it’s going to split open.
Reaching for her hair, I grab a fistful and lift her off. I’m seconds away from busting my load, and I’m nowhere near done with her tonight. Since her cunt of a mother left, she’s been different. It’s like she’s finally and completely let go with me. No one—especially not her mother—is going to come between us.
“I wasn’t finished,” she groans, using the back of her hand to wipe her mouth.
Fucking hell. Picking her up, I position her so she’s straddling me. I slide her panties to the side and arrange myself so I can thrust up and inside of her.
“I’ve never felt anything as fucking good as you, Evie.”
She moans and rocks her hips, taking me completely. Her sharp gasp has my balls tightening.
“So tight… so wet for me… so fucking good.”
“Oh, God,” she drawls out.
Grabbing onto her hips, I flip her around so I’m hovering above her on the couch.
“Tell me how much you love my dick,” I order, slamming into her.
“Too much,” she gasps as I fill her fast and withdraw slowly.
“Good, ’cause this is the only dick you’ll ever feel again.”
Pounding into her and slowly pulling out has her arching her back and moaning louder.
“I’m good with that.”
Real fucking close to blowing, I reach down and rub her clit.
“I want you to come all over my dick like you fucking own it.”
Her nails dig into my shoulders as she pulls me closer, needing to kiss me. Whatever she wants, she can fucking have.
“If you don’t come, I’m gonna blow.”
“I’m nearly…”
Driving into her harder, faster, I don’t let up. I stop rubbing her clit and slap it twice, causing her to buck beneath me and cry out.
Shit, we can’t wake the kid. Slamming my hand over her mouth, I intensify my speed, letting myself go as she rides out her orgasm. I fill her up completely, wondering if I’ll ever get enough of her.
Finally pulling out, I squeeze in beside her on the couch and press a kiss to her forehead, not caring about the mess seeping out from between her legs.
“I’ve never felt the way I do when I’m with you,” she admits, her words music to my fucking ears.
“Nor have I,” I tell her truthfully.
Keeping one arm around her, I reach over the top of the couch and open the window, needing the breeze to cool us down.
It’s time she learned more about me, so I open up and tell her, “The first time I was paid to hurt someone, I didn’t even want the money. My target was a guy who liked to take his anger out on his girlfriend and kids. The girlfriend’s father learned that his daughter lived in fear when he had to visit her in the hospital. She had three cracked ribs, two swollen eyes, and was pissing blood. He was a friend of the club who was referred to me. At the time, I was angry at everything and everyone. I didn’t even need his reasons to justify committing to the job.”
