Page 80 of Make You Mine

I swallow. Heat slithers across my chest.

She opens her eyes and seizes her gaze on me, the toy still working her pussy.

“Yes.” She leans forward, pushing herself against it. “It feels so good.”

I clench my fists, grit my teeth. It’s wrong.

But she wants it, and I need it. Who am I to say no?

“Fuck it.”

I rush forward, pulling the toy from her and tossing it aside before moving her to the center of the mattress.

I bury myself between her thighs, parting her legs with my body. I’ve been craving her pussy, the taste of her sweet nectar on my tongue, watching her fall apart again while I explore her with my mouth.

“Keep these pretty legs spread for me, Madelyn.” I massage one of her inner thighs, pressing little kisses into her skin and trailing dangerously close to her center.

She squirms under my touch, purring despite me barely touching her.

I slide a finger along her thigh all the way down to her pussy, stroking across her slit.

She arches herself toward me.

“So fucking wet already.’

She’s dripping in need.

I press one hand against her neck, and her breathing becomes rapid.

She likes this.

With my other hand, I keep playing with her pussy, sliding two fingers back and forth along her wetness. All while her eyes are on me.

Her chest rises and flattens, her body growing impatient for my touch.

“More. Please,” she whimpers.

I enjoy myself, watching her beg for my touch. Slowly, I slide a finger into her pussy.

She rolls her hips. “Yes. Just like that.”

“You like that, Little Demon?” I ask, tightening my grip around her neck.

I want to be gentle with her, knowing she’s a virgin, but the way her pussy chokes my finger tells me she doesn’t mind me being a little rough. The innocent Madelyn from college is all grown up.

Her breath is ragged. “Y-yes.”

She slides up and down my finger on her own. Her reaction makes me greedy, too, and I push a second finger inside her, her pussy automatically tightening around both.

I straighten, keeping my hand tight around her throat, and slamming my fingers in and out of her, not letting her eyes move from mine.

“Yes.” She whines. She’s so fucking tight. “More.” She pushes forward. “I need.” Moans.

“Kayden.” Heavy breathing. “I need you to fuck me harder.”

The words wake a beast in me, making me imagine things.

My cock in her tight pussy, her riding me, begging for mercy as I bring her to oblivion.