Chapter 53.
Nuella’s wobbling legs managed to get her on her feet.
Hands shaky. Breath wobbling. Nuella struggled to get herself to the counter. Devine’s gaze lingered on her shaky self as she wrapped her palm across the edge of the counter lifting herself up to sit on the table.
Devine chest tightened at the sight of her on the table-looking nothing but spent.
With his cock straining and stretching for more of her, he began to take slow gentle steps, licking on his lower lips while devouring her thighs in the course.
Nuella’s skin prickled, her heart beating like a tick-timing boom waiting to explode.
As he got in front of her, his step drew to a gentle halt.
He tore his gaze from her calling thighs, lifting those heavy dark eyes to stay rooted on hers.
In a split second, he leaned into her, enclosing his palm around her neck.
Nuella gasped at the rough choke, clutching tightly to the edge of the counter.
Devine leaned in harder-his grip against her neck, tightening in the same consistency.
His breath breath tickled her collarbone as he ran the base of his nose against it and she shuddered, arching at the sensation.
“When I ask you to spread your legs for me. I need you to spread it, so fucking hard that not a single detail of your pink tight cunt is out of my gaze….” The vein against his finger twitched and he sneered.
“Understood?”
Nuella’s pussy throbbed, brewing with more wetness. “Understone.” Nuella nodded, eager to be eaten.
Devine’s grip on her neck remained. His nose ran a smooth line up and down her collarbone before he finally dimmed it fit to pull away.
When he did. He gave her face a brief glare, and patted gently her cheeks, before taking some steps backward.
Devine’s eyes delighted. “Oh Damn!” The words spilled past his lips before he could even think it through.
He moved a finger upward, running his thumb across his lips while devouring the sight of her pink juicy hole.
Nuella’s hand twitched and a flicker of embracement masked her cheeks.
She could barely believe herself. Sitting here with spread-out thighs and anticipation that raised higher than the longest mountain ever named.
Devine gaze flickered upward, his thumb still running against his lips in a slow deliberate move. Hell! He looked like the perfect definition of sin, and Damn all stars, cause Nuella was ready to indulge.
“Your pink hole seems ready to have me, Momma. Am I welcome.”
Oh, holy shit! Sensation crawled away from her stomach climbing so hard against her chest till it got to her throat. Stuck. Depriving her of words.
‘Am I welcome?’ Nuella blinked back. Should that even be a damn question?
She allowed her spit to wash the lumps that hung against her throat then tilted her head sideways, easing her neck in utter seduction.
“You have every right, like you say, Mr Devine. Why are you asking?”
A muscle in his pulse tightened and Devine’s eyes darted. Heveans be screwed because he was going to fucking ruin her beyond repair. How dare she dare him in ways that no fucking traitor ever had.
Without another word. Devine ate the remaining space between them-dropping to his knees in a slow deliberate move, holding onto her gaze with dark eyes that mirrored unsheltered desire.
Nuella’s chest rose and fell in silent rhythm-anticipation clogging her nerves like a whispered secret. This wasn’t there first, not a way close to the first time he had that chiseled face between her thighs, but something about this burned deeper than fire’s ruthless touch.
Devine’s hand gripped her thighs, parting them wider.
“Ah.” Nuella gasped before she could realize it but she never took his gaze away from his.
“For traitors, I punish them with gun and knife, but for you?….” His lips curled into a slow, sly smile.
“I will have my tongue lash you out and my cock bit your tight hole until you scream nothing but my name.”
That was all he had to say. All he freaking had to say before lowering his face and burying his mouth against her clit and licking her up in one slit move.
“Fuccking hell!”
Nuella’s back arched.
And sensation scratched through her vein like the lethal edge of a knife.
She gripped onto the edge of the counter, trying to sustain herself but Devine didn’t give her the chance to.
He ran his tongue against her clit, gliding and sucking on her honey pot.
Nuella’s skin prickled as his hot breath fanned against her pussy.
“Oh! Devine! Hell! Goodness! Oh My Freaking Goodness.”
Her body twitched instinctively at the skillfulness of his tongue.
Her knees bucked.
Her back arched and her head rolled backward as moans slipped past her lips.
“Oh, Devine! Arghhhh! Yes! Fucking oh…”
Nuella’s pussy throbbed against Devine’s mouth and he sucked gracefully, shutting his eyes close and parting his eyes gently to take in her expression. His tongue licked past her clit, playing against her pussy lips while sucking the juice that splashed into his mouth. Every taste explored his tongue, seething pleasure across his spine.
Nuella shuddered, arching into every suck.
“This is so good. Argh Devine… this is fucking…” Her lips trembled and she shut her eyes, relishing in the pleasure that was threatening to overrule her.
Intoxicated Devine, moved a hand under her thighs, yanking her down and smashing her pussy against his face.
Nuella stiffened.
Then…. “Yes!!!!” a sensational wail tore across the corner of her lips.
“I… I am… hell!” Her knees bucked.
Her toes curled.
Her balls rolled behind her eyes as orgasms invaded her spine, wrecking through like lethal cuts of a knife.
Her hands moved to Devine’s hair and she clutched onto it, shaking instinctively.
“I am going to cum!!!!…
“I am… Oh goodness!!!”
Cum? Cum? The word sounded a little more familiar if her pussy were not the most familiar to him.
His cock throbbed-stretching.
In one swift lick, he pulled away, watching her jerk to the pleasure of his cock.
“You can’t cum.” He declared. His breath is shaky and uneven. “Wait for Daddy’s command.”
Nuella’s heart thrummed as much as her pussy.
“Please.” she pleaded in a shadowed whisper but Devine said no word. He just pulled his trousers down and positioned himself between parted thighs. Pull her closer then rammed his cock into her tight warm pussy in one slit thrust.
Nuella’s breath hitched.
“Argghhhhh!” a loud wail tore past her throat.
Her back arched and her knuckles clutched harder into the edge of the table, almost turning pale.
Devine body trembled at the sight of her warm pussy.
“Oh!!!, Momma!!!” her walls tightened squeezing him roughly he had to throw his head backward.
“Cum for me, momma! Cum on my fucking cock.”
In one second.
Nuella jerked. Nails as sharp as a stiletto dug into Devine’s arm.
Her body stilled-so rigid it ticked to explode.
Her head rolled backward and her nails dug deeper into his arms.
“I am cumming, Daddy. I am cumming on your…” her words trailed into a soft grunt as she jerked back and forth, cumming on his mighty veiny cock.