Page 53 of The Bitter Words

“Sebastian, you’re not here for that.” Leon’s growl has me turning in that direction. His dark stare hits me. “Unlike you, Cash, when I give someone my word, it means something. I told you I’ll keep her safe and I will, but you’re fair game now, stupid boy.”

What’s he talking about?

Livianna climbs onto my lap. “Don’t you want to be inside of me, baby?”

“More than you know.” I work my pants off.

They fall to my ankles and give my balls enough room to breathe. My senses are beyond intense.

I can’t decide what to focus on. Maybe on how my skin tingles at the slightest touch or how every atom in my cells demands attention. Either is fantastic.

All those feelings blend with colorful enmeshed pictures of big tits, a small waist, and long brown hair. This should be my first clue that something’s off because Livianna’s hair is blue.

Nothing about this trip is normal, though. I close my eyes and float into the wild dream I’m having.

A moan escapes my lungs as I run my palms over her silky hourglass figure. “Lily, slide down me.”

“Yes, let me fuck you.” Livianna’s perfume drifts into my nose.

“You smell so good,” I murmur. “We need a condom.”

“Not tonight. I want you to feel all of me.” Livianna’s mouth finds mine and she impales herself with my cock.

The erotic sensation is far more than I’ve ever experienced. I jerk my hips up and drive into her deeper. All my nerves fire off at once.

I groan. “Fuck, vixen. Your pussy is amazing. It’s hugging my dick so good. I can feel everything inside of you. You’re so damn warm and perfect.”

“God, I’ve missed this dick.” She rocks over me, twisting and spinning her hips. “Fuck me, rockstar. Make me come and drip all over you.”

“Yeah, I want that.” I reach for her breasts and take them into my hands.

The desire to suck her tits draws my head up and my mouth cups around one of her nipples while I twirl the other between my finger and thumb.

This has got to be the best sex we’ve ever had. It’s like nothing I’ve ever felt.

The sensation is like every nerve in my cock has ten thousand fibers that absorb the tightness of her walls, and how warm, wet, and slippery she is. She’s the most amazing lover.

Her heat coats my shaft like a sweet icing that only I get to have. She’s nice and tight inside.

Her scent enhances everything. I love the smell of her perfume.

My balls pull up high and tight to the base of my member. “Fuck, Lily. I’m about to come.”

“Do it. Give me all your cum. Every last drop.” She licks my neck.

It launches me out to space and I shoot my cum as far up her as any rocket could fly. She continues to fuck me and I stay hard.

I drift in and out of consciousness, fading into the black. I try to remain part of this strange sexual escape, but it sucks me under.

Light’s out for me. I’m done. It’s a devastating shame that isn’t truly the case.

Chapter Twelve

CALLUM/CASH

Then

The Devil’s Twist & No Bent Knee