Page 42 of Piggy


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This is insane. I’m letting him fuck my feet. And Ilikeit.

“Look at you,” he taunts. “Letting me use you however I want.Bet you’re dripping, aren’t you?”

I press my thighs together.

I don’t answer.

I don’t have to.

Then he shifts, kneeling between my legs. Taking my feet, he cups them both around his cock, and presses them together tight. My arches cradle him, slick, soft, and a little stiff.

His length pulses between them, trapped. He starts to thrust. Slow at first, shallow glides, then deeper. Harder. His breath grows ragged.

The muscles in his abdomen tighten with each stroke, his body a powerful work of art looming over me.

My chest rises, tight with heat.

“Fuck,” he grits out, jaw locked, nostrils flaring.

Then—

His hand flies to the back of my neck and pulls me forward. Not rough, butcertain, like this was always how it was meant to end.

His other hand fists around his cock, pumping fast.

And just before he explodes, he pushes the head past my lips.

I gasp and freeze.

The taste hits immediately. Bitter lotion, sharp salt, and something so hot and raw it makes my throat clench.

My lips seal around him reflexively, and I feel him throb.

He moans. Low.Primal.

My eyes shoot up. He’s watching me. Chest rising, muscles drawn tight, and his hand buried in my hair like he owns me. Like heknowsI’m not going anywhere.

Slowly, so slowly, he pulls back.

His cock slips free, twitching, wet with spit and release.

I’m breathless. My mouth tingles. My throat burns.

And then, as if he forgot to guard himself, he blurts, “I’m so fucking obsessed with you — you endless tease.”

Not a compliment. Not a flirt.

Aconfession.

Like it slipped out before he could chain it down.

I lean back, lips still parted, blinking up at him, stunned and raw. My chest rises in shallow breaths, his taste still thick in my mouth.

His eyes are on mine. But his expression’s already shifting.

Walls going back up. But he plays it off well, effortlessly flipping everything back to me.

His thumb grazes my chin, then smears a streak across my bottom lip, wiping away a trace of him.