Page 34 of Illicit Games


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“Kian!” I hiss when he keeps twisting the sore peak. The bite of pain making me buck. “Oh god!”

“Fuck! I want to dirty every sinful inch of you.”

Thrust.

Thrust.

Thrust.

Slapping my hands away, he grips my breasts himself and fucks them harder. I reach up and cup his ass, digging my nails in when my pussy clenches in need.

“You like my cock between your tits, little whore?”

“Ahhh! Yes. I love it.”

“Are you going to take care of me like this every night?” he says in a thick voice. “Letting me ravage your mouth? Your tits? Your ass?” Spanking my sex, he taunts, “Your cunt?”

“I will. All night long, if you ask me to.”

His length throbs. “Such a good girl.”

“Only for you.”

Thrust.“Mine.”

Sliding his cock free, he drags me backward until my head is dangling off the edge. I curl my fingers around the side of the desk, feeling his fingers fist my hair.

“Open your mouth,” he grunts. “Wider.”

He drives his entire cock inside, starting to brutally deep throat me. I hold on for dear life as he uses my mouth like a hole meant to serve him. The savagery in his thrusts reminds me of a beast let loose from a cage.

My cries mean nothing as he pumps and pumps.

“Can’t get enough of this mouth,” he barks from above me. “This is nothing compared to how hard I’m going to pound your pussy, Iris. You’re going to be feeling me for weeks.”

Garbled noises spill from me.

I shudder and squirm helplessly.

“Fuck! Fuck. Fuckkk!” One deep shove to the hilt, and his dick jerks, spurting a thick jet of liquid down my neck. “Swallow it all.”

His trimmed hair at the base tickles my nose as I try my best to obey him. His cock keeps shooting cum until I can’t stop drinking it down.

When he finally slips out, I’m boneless.

No sooner does he lift me upright, I pass out from all the blood rushing back to my head.

Chapter Ten

Kian

“Do you think it’s wise for me to live here?” asks Iris at breakfast.

I put down my coffee mug. “Has Nathan reached out to you since the last time?”

“Not yet.”

I hear the anxiety in her angelic voice. It’s understandable considering we’re risking Nathan finding out he didn’t succeed in separating us by living together. However, there was no way I was letting her stay at the hostel near her college campus.