Wreck Me - Page 217
Just then, Dane flicks a strand of my hair back, nibbling my neck.
The vein in Felix’s neck might burst at any moment.
Felix jumps up, and Dane says, “You have two seconds to sit back down, or I will light your ass on fire and watch you burn.”
“He has a penchant for setting things on fire. Like with the college house… the laboratory…”
“You did that? I knew I should have killed you. And you, I should have—”
He leers at me as Dane touches me. He grazes his thumb on the side of my breast while his other hand rests on my waist.
“Stop touching her.”
“You would have loved to take her for yourself, but you never could,” Dane says, his fingers caressing from my neck down the valley of my breasts. His sensual touch creates a throbbing between my thighs, and I clench my legs automatically—to get a bit of friction or still my need for more, I’m not sure. His touch always makes me lose my mind.
I look at Felix, expecting him to deny it.
“Abigail has always been mine. And she falls apart beautifully on my tongue, fingers, and cock. I molded her pussy to the shape of my cock.”
I see Felix swallowing, the perverted asshole, while he fists his hands on the table.
“Stop talking. Get out.”
Instead, Dane snakes his hand under my pink and cream tweed skirt. He kisses along my neck. I’m so wet and getting the last pieces of my control back is a potent aphrodisiac.
Dane lifts me a bit so he can take himself out. I have no panties on, so I slide down on his cock inch by delicious inch.
“No panties, princess. Such a dirty girl for me. Such a wet and greedy pussy, taking every hard inch, squeezing my dick so fucking good.”
“I can’t help it…” A long moan parts my lips, my eyes rolling in their sockets.
“What are you doing?” Felix asks, his pupils shifting from right to left in a fit of anger.
“Showing you what a whore I am. So you see how much I enjoy being his. His big cock is the only one I’ve wanted. He’s the only one who will ever be inside of me. Dane will be the father of my children. And you can’t stop that.”
With his hands on my waist, Dane pushes me down, filling me up. A moan tumbles out of my mouth, the pleasure so intense I have to close my eyes for a moment.
His arm snakes to my front, and he curls his fingers around my neck and presses me back to him. In this position, Felix can’t see even an inch of my exposed skin, but he can hear what is happening. The squelching sounds of my pussy, our skin slapping whenever he thrusts back inside of me resound.
To see the color draining from Felix’s face brings me great satisfaction. But it doesn’t come close to the pleasure coursing through me every time Dane hits that spot deep inside that makes me delirious and insatiable for more.
“Tell him how it feels to be my little whore?” Dane asks, pushing me up and down on his cock while I dig my fingers into the table, leaving half-moon marks. He feels so good inside of me, making it hard to think.
Letting go, I embrace the euphoric madness.
“I’d do anything to feel his cock inside of me, Uncle Felix. He takes me so hard that I can’t walk straight afterward, stuffing my little pussy full of his big cock with no mercy. He makes me take all of him.”
“You—”
“Open that mouth to say another word, and I will cut your fucking dick off, stuff it in your mouth, and choke you with it.” Dane delivers that threat in such a low and hard voice it makes me even wetter.
Dane grips my chin and makes me look back at Felix. “Look at him and tell me what you see.”
“A pathetic man who wanted what he could never have.”
Felix dashes to us in a flurry of movement, but Dane’s arm shoots out. Gripping his neck, he smashes his cheek onto the table. Bones crack with the impact, but I don’t care if it’s his nose or jaw.
While Dane keeps Felix down, he fucks me until I come, crying out his name, trembling with the aftershocks of my orgasm.