Closing her eyes, she moaned as his other hand caressed her ass.
In different motions he fingered her pu**y at the same time dragging some of her lube back to her anus. She tensed up, but he tapped her clit, making her forget everything else.
“Fuck, I can’t wait.”
His touch disappeared, and then she screamed as his c**k found her entrance and was rammed right to the hilt inside her. There was no way he put a condom on in such a short time. Licking her parched lips, she groaned as his c**k seemed to jerk like it had a mind of its own inside her.
Gripping the sheets beneath her body she wondered how on earth she was going to survive his harsh f**king. He had the power to make her melt, and there was nothing she could do to stop his brand of possession.
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Fuck, he could so get f**king used to this. Closing his eyes, Devil gritted his teeth as he waited for her rippling pu**y to cease. The bitch was going to kill him at this rate. Holding onto her hips, he felt her wriggling on his shaft.
“Be still,” he said, slapping her ass.
The red of his handprint stood out in contrast to her whole body. Was there nothing this woman did that didn’t turn him the f**k on?
The music flowed into the room creating a steady, throbbing beat. Gazing down the length of her back, he found it deeply erotic that she was completely na**d while he was fully dressed. His c**k stood out through the opening of his slacks, now buried without a rubber in her tight, little cunt. He was going to nickname her special place heaven. Devil sure felt like he was in heaven inside her.
Reaching around, underneath her, he slid his fingers through her creamy slit, coating them with more of her cum. The dance she’d given him had been pure perfection. He loved watching her body move, the thrust of her tits, the sway of her hips—all of it turned him on. There was no way he’d let her dance again. Only he would get the privilege of seeing her dance. The more he thought about what she sacrificed for him the harder it was to pull away. All of those years ago when Snitch had pressed the barrel of a gun to his head, he’d been ready to die. In fact, he’d welcomed it.
Devil knew the only thing that kept him alive had been the fact he had nothing to lose. He really hadn’t cared if he lived or died. Nothing could stop Snitch from killing him, apart from the fear that Devil would pull the trigger without caring that in the next breath he’d have been dead.
After Snitch had pulled the gun away laughing, Devil had reached down, grabbing the girl. He’d taken her out of Fort Wills away from the wretched life waiting for her back home. Every now and then he made a few calls, making sure she was safe, looked after, and taken care of. On his last call he’d discovered she was a married woman with three teenage boys. She thanked him for the life he’d given her.
Pushing the thoughts aside, Devil came back, staring at his c**k inside Lexie’s body. She hadn’t moved since the spank he’d landed on her rear. Teasing her clit, he waited for her to make a move. It wasn’t long before he was blessed with her thrusting against him. Once she started moving, thrusting on his cock, he lost all thought for anything else.
Her cunt tightened around him, and he felt each new wave of cum surround him. The sensation was f**king magnificent.
“Come for me, baby,” he said, leaning down to kiss her back.
Stroking her clit, he slowly withdrew from her pu**y only to glide back inside. Each time he felt the tip hitting her cervix, making her moan.
His woman loved a little bite of pain.
Pinching her clit, he ran his fingers over her cl*t prolonging her pleasure.
“Please, Devil. Don’t tease me.”
“You’re talking to the devil, baby. All I ever do is tease.”
However, he wanted to do more than finger her. His teasing ceased, and he started to caress her clit.
Her peak drew nearer. He heard her gasps along with feeling the tightness of her pu**y.
Closing his eyes, he sent her over the edge feeling, hearing, and relishing the sounds of her orgasm. Lexie let him have it all without holding anything back.
When she was finished, he gripped her hips, pulled out of her heat only to slam back inside. He was relentless as he f**ked her hard. Through it all he stared at the tight hole of her anus.
Pulling out of her, he slid two fingers inside her pu**y getting them slick. Once they were wet, he replaced his fingers with his dick once again.
Sliding his wet fingers against her ass, he pressed on that puckered hole. She tensed up, but he kept up his thrusts, waiting for her to relax. The last thing he ever wanted to do was hurt her.
Devil wanted to give her the entire world. No woman, not even Lash’s woman, had ever inspired such good feelings inside him. For so long women had become a source of f**king. They gave him a release his body needed, and for it, he gave them money or a good time.
“Devil?” She glanced over her shoulder at him.
“Don’t you worry about a thing, baby. I wouldn’t do anything that would hurt you.” Stroking the base of her back, he returned his gaze back to his fingers. Using the tip of his index finger he slid the tip inside, her muscles fighting to keep him out.
Earlier in the week he’d already picked up some lubrication from the sex store near the strip club. He kept it in one of the drawers beside the bed. Devil wasn’t in the mood to leave her pu**y. The urge to fill her with his cum was too f**king strong, which surprised him. He hadn’t bothered buying any rubbers, and the thought of Lexie getting the morning after pill riled him.
There was no way she would be killing his baby. He wouldn’t have it. Devil refused to let her even think about it.
“You feel the burn, Lex?” he asked, going deeper into her ass. He paused in his f**king, wanting her to want it as well.
“Yes.” She whimpered, yet slowly, her body started to relax, giving in to what he wanted to do.
Smiling, triumphantly, he fingered her ass and claimed her pu**y at the same time, working both holes together in harmony.
Lexie soon took over, thrusting back against him, begging for more.
There was a knock at the door, interrupting them.
Devil paused as he listened to someone try the door. “What the f**k do you want?” he asked.
“They’re all out of burgers,” Judi said.
He felt Lexie tense at the sound of Judi’s voice.
“They told me to come and ask you as you wouldn’t bite my head off like you would theirs.”
His men were f**king pussies. They sent a teenager to do a man’s job.
“They’re in the fridge,” Lexie said, shouting up for Judi to hear.