Page 63 of Where Demons Hide


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Her nipples harden through her t-shirt against my bare chest. “Then who will watch the restaurant while you have your meeting?”

“Fine. Franco will go.” I slide my hands over her firm, round ass.

She gasps. Her palms come to my chest. Her touch lights a fire. “Callisto, it’s one hour. The photographer is going to take pictures while I fill out a questionnaire about lead paint and mineral rights. I’ll be fine.”

I squeeze. Pull her against my hard cock. “I’m still sending Franco.”

She loops her arms around my neck. “This is something I need to do alone.” Her words are determined but her voice is quiet, wrapped in a lust-filled haze.

“Then you’ll do it alone.” That doesn’t mean I won’t have someone watching her from down the street. “You aren’t wearing panties.” My hand slides between her cheeks. My fingertip teases her tight little ass.

She gasps. “I thought—”

I push, putting pressure with my fingertip. My dick is so hard it aches.

She whimpers. “I thought you might want—”

“Want what, angel? To fuck you?” I shove my pajama pants down and kick them to the side. “To take your sweet little pussy, maybe even fuck your mouth…your ass?” The demons roar. The bars break in two. I drag her over, spin her around and bend her over the back of the couch. My body presses into hers, pinning her against the leather. She’s so pliable, so compliant. Her t-shirt rides up, and I growl when I look at her plump ass, at the way her pussy lips are swollen and wet between her thighs.

“You’ll go to bed without panties from now on, sweetness.” I grab her throat, forcing her head back. “You want to know why?”

She answers with a moan.

I reach between her legs and swipe my finger up her slit. “Because this pussy is mine.” I shove my thumb in her mouth, and she bites down.Fuuuuck.“This mouth is mine.” I grab my cock and position it at her ass. “This ass is mine,” I say as a trail of spit falls from my mouth to my dick. I rub it in and spit again, lathering it in, getting it good and wet. Then, I spit on my hand and rub it over her tight hole.

She tenses because she’s only ever had my finger there.

I lean in against her ear. “Will this hurt you? I mean, hurt the baby?” I don’t know how that works, and I’m not a gentle lover. But I sure as hell hope I don’t have to go nine months without fucking her. I can’t go nine hours.

“Me? Probably.” She chuckles and it makes my dick throb. “The baby? No.”

“Good. Because I need this. I fucking need you.” I spread her ass cheeks and watch as my swollen head slips past the tight little ring.

Her hands grip the couch cushions as she cries out. “Fuck.”

Makenna doesn’t say words like that unless she’s angry or turned on. This one sounds pained, though. Hearing it spill from her lips only encourages the demons. They’re raging now, dancing around the fire.

“It’s okay.” I ease further in. “You’re okay. I’m going to go slow.” I can’t fucking go slow. She feels too good. Her ass clings to my cock, grips me, clenches around me. I grab her hip and push in deeper. She gasps. Her knuckles turn white as she clenches the leather. With my hand still circled around her throat, I shove my thumb back into her mouth, giving her something to bite down on.

I ease out. Push back in.

“Fuck!” It’s a strangled cry. “Fuck, fuck, fuck.” She clamps down on my thumb.

“Relax, angel. Let me make you feel good.” I bring my hand to her hair, stroking and rubbing, then down to her pussy.

She exhales. Tension leaves her body as I massage her clit.

“Reach around and spread your cheeks. I want to see everything when I fuck you.”

She obeys. She always does. My perfect, obedient fucking angel.

I spit again, then sink back inside her tight little asshole. She moans. I work her clit, push my cock in deeper, pull out, then go in faster. Her fingers dig into her flesh.Myfingers dig into her flesh. She moans louder when I bury myself in her again. Her pussy gets wetter as the friction of my finger gets harder. Faster. It’s all over my hand, all over my balls.

“Fuck, I wish you could see how your pretty ass milks my cock.” I start pounding, thrusting into her without mercy.

“Oh, God.” She’s panting. “Oh my God.”

Electric sparks rain down my spine, catching every nerve on fire, licking at my balls. Jesus, fuck. I let go of her hip, then reach up and grip her throat. She’s so fragile, so delicate beneath my touch. Her body tenses and quivers. Her pants turn into moans. I shove two fingers deep into her cunt just as she comes. I push her shirt up, then pull out with a growl, coming all over her ass. Thick white trails ooze down her crack and over her pussy.

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