Page 48 of Sonata of Lies


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Demyen’s clutching the sheets and staring at me like he’s about to devour me if I don’t give him some reprieve.

My smile widens into a grin. “Oh. Um… no. Sorry. I’m fresh out.”

The wave of lusty frustration that tears across his face makes me feel even bolder. I want to know how far his self-control, and staying true to his word, can actually stretch.

My nipples drag along his skin as I slowly crawl back up his body, and his abs quiver with restraint. When I straddle his hips, I roll my own hips to feel his throbbing length along every inch of my slit.

Fuck, I want him.

Fuck,I need him.

Those two thoughts play on repeat as I grind on him. Back and forth, gliding my clit along his shaft until I’m whimpering with my own need. Demyen’s gaze is glued on me, watching every single move I make while panting through his nose.

When I reach down between us, I meet his heated gaze with my own.

When I sink myself down onto his cock, my choked gasp echoes his.

Fuck. Yes.

This. This is what I want. What I need. He fills me so fucking good, to the point that tears spring in the corners of my eyes just from the sensation of being stretched and rubbed all in the right places.

I never knew this is what sex could feel like.

I never knew this is whatlifecould feel like.

Only now do I realize that the roof overhead has a series of glass panels providing a full view of the stars glittering through the coconut trees. My head is thrown back with pleasure, my body arched as I press down and take Demyen all the way inside me.

I want to feel his balls rubbing against my ass.

I want to feel the base of his cock spread me open.

I want to watch the stars as I begin to ride him.

So I do all of that at once.

My hands slide from his chest to his thighs, which allows me to arch even more and really focus on working myself up and down his dick. The new angle sends shiver after shiver of deep pleasure up my spine, and I’m panting. Moaning. Feeling him rub over and over against that sweet spot deep inside me that makes my toes curl and my eyes flutter shut…

But not tonight. I want to see the stars.

“God, baby…” Demyen’s voice breathes through my haze. “You’re so fucking beautiful.”

That does it. I don’t know how, or why, but those words snap the tether on my control and I’m flying, shuddering, spasming around him. My hands leave his thighs to cup my breasts and squeeze, kneading them through my release. I can’t… Iwon’t…stop my hips from bucking and riding him even as I feel the orgasm start to wane.

It’s too good. I don’t want it to end.

By the time I’m able to pry my eyes open and look down at Demyen, I’m a quivering mess and gasping for air. My thighs twitch with aftershocks. Part of my hair hangs in front of my face, a thin veil of wild curls damp with humidity and passion.

Demyen’s clawing the bed. The vein in his jaw is pulsing and the tension is visible from his neck all the way down his chest to where we’re joined.

“Clara… please…”

Did he justbeg? I brace one hand on his chest while the other pushes my hair back from my face, and I lick my lips as I gaze down at him.

I. Feel. So. Fucking.Powerful.

“Please, what?” I murmur. I’m still panting, so the words come out huskier than I expected. “Baby?”

He drags his clenched fists over the mattress, the sheets tangled between his fingers bunching with the movement. It’s obvious he’s fighting with every ounce of control he possesses, and it’s looking like he’s losing the battle.

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