Page 101 of The Truth That Frees


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“I’m going to own you, Princess. I’m going to lick and kiss and touch every single inch of you until I’ve branded you with my scent, then I’m going to claim you, because you’re mine.”

“Does that mean I own you too?” she asks, cupping my hard cock through my pants.

“All yours,” I rasp, grabbing her hand and stopping her from teasing me.

Her eyes are hooded and full of promise when she drops to her knees. Finding my zipper, she drags it down, freeing my cock and gripping it in her fist. “I want to taste you,” she coos, dipping her chin and licking the head of my dick.

“Fuck,” I groan, pleasure spiraling through me as she licks and sucks and strokes, using her mouth and her fist to push me to the brink. My fingers find her hair, tangling in the silky strands and controlling her movements as she sucks my cock like it’s her favorite lollipop.

“I’m close,” I warn, thrusting my hips forward a little, desperately trying to stop myself from taking hold of her head and fucking her mouth the way I want to.

Her free hand finds my balls, and she sucks hard, taking me all the way to the back of her throat as she jacks me. Before I can stop myself, I’m releasing into her mouth, watching with rapt attention as she swallows down my cum while she looks up at me.

“Jesus fucking Christ,” I rasp, as she slides her mouth free of my cock and gracefully rises to her feet, a smug smile spreads across her full, slightly swollen lips.

“Good?” she asks, a hint of insecurity flashing through her eyes.

“Perfect,” I pant, dragging her to me and slamming my lips against hers. Her mouth tastes of me, but I don’t care, I’m too desperate to devour her.

“My turn,” I growl, scooping her off the floor and placing her down on the desk she’s been using as a dressing table. Pushing her makeup to the side, I press her to lean back until she’s propped up by her elbows. Lifting her legs, I place her heels on the edge of the wooden top, leaving her spread out for me, her pussy only hidden by the scrap of lace between her thighs.

“Don’t move,” I order, unfastening the snaps that hold her bodysuit together and revealing her naked, wet cunt to me.

Bending down, I run the flat of my tongue from her clit all the way to her asshole and back, dipping it into her sex before moving back up to her clit again. With the tip of my tongue, I flick at her sensitive bundle of nerves and slide a single finger inside of her, loving how her breath hitches.

Her legs start to close, but I keep them parted with my shoulders, licking and fucking and sucking her. Rimming her asshole with my thumb, I dip it into her tight hole, smiling to myself when she gasps and immediately pushes down onto me, begging me for more.

Pushing two fingers into her cunt, I slide my thumb almost out of her ass, then push it back in as I slide my fingers from her cunt. Alternating, I fuck her pussy with my fingers and her ass with my thumb while I tease her clit with my tongue. Within seconds, her hips are bucking and she cries out my name as her knees clamp onto my shoulders, keeping me firmly in place as she rides out her orgasm with my face pressed into her eager cunt.

“Fuck the party, let’s just stay here,” she pants.

Laughing, I lick her arousal clean from her pussy and carefully join the snaps on her lingerie together. “Finish getting ready, Princess.” I laugh, lifting her from the dressing table and lowering her to the floor, smacking her butt as I move past her and head for the bathroom to take a shower.

Thirty minutes later, her hair and makeup are flawless again, and the tantalizing underwear is hidden by an equally tantalizing dress. Made of the palest blue silk, the dress clings to her breasts, skimming her curves as the fabric gathers at one hip, then falls to the floor in a pool of silk.

“Penelope, you are exquisite,” I say, my voice filled with awe that this girl is mine.

“Thank you,” she says, a blush rising in her cheeks as she drops her gaze and glances down at her dress, smoothing the already wrinkle-free fabric.

“Come here,” I order.

Her feet move, and in a second, she’s in front of me, her head tilted back, looking up at me.

“Beautiful, real, and all fucking mine,” I whisper, lifting her chin and kissing her reverently. Reluctantly, I pull away. “Are you ready?”

“I suppose.” She nods.

“Then let’s go.” Placing my palm on the base of her spine, I lead her out of our bedroom and into the lounge area, where Kip and Davis are waiting for us. The guys are both wearing black tuxedos and playing on their phones.

“Pen, you look hot,” Davis catcalls, his eyes raking over her.

“Mine,” I growl.

“I know, dude.” He laughs. “She’s still hot, though,” he says, with an unapologetic shrug as he winks at my girl.

Gulliver and Izzy’s door opens, and they emerge. He’s in all black as usual, but Izzy looks beautiful in a silver gown that’s not dissimilar to her sister’s.

“Fuck me, I need to find me a girl, the twins are too hot.” Davis laughs, growling playfully at Izzy, who blows him a kiss back, while Gulliver glowers behind her.

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