Psychos (Depraved Sinners 1) - Page 134

“What are you doing?” I breathe as his fingers come back to my pussy and slowly push inside, making my eyes roll as a soft groan slips from between my lips.

“Making you feel,” he tells me. “Do you trust me?”

I shake my head, looking back over my shoulder and meeting his heated stare. “Hell no.”

His returning grin is everything I need, and damn it, the sparkle in his eye tells me that he knows I’m lying. Only unlike any other man, this one right here loves it when I lie to him. “Good,” he mutters, pushing deeper into my pussy and slowly massaging my walls, making me feel something real for the first time in days.

He slowly pulls his fingers out of me and a soft cry escapes my lips as he drags his fingers up past my ass before he completely releases me.

Curiosity gets the best of me and I watch as he dips his glistening fingers into the white power and meets my eyes. Nerves begin to take over as I start to figure out exactly what he plans on doing with that powder, and damn, if someone told me I’d be doing this a few weeks ago, I would have laughed in their face. But, I’m not going to lie, the thrill is exciting me like never before. I’ve never done anything like this and I don’t know how my body is going to react to the drug, but I’ve never been so down.

Not once does he take his eyes off mine as he reaches down and presses his fingers against my hole, slowly pushing them deep inside. A breathy gasp slips from between my lips and I push back against him, the pressure just right.

His fingers move gently within me before he slowly pulls them out and curls his other arm back around my waist. He pulls me up until I’m standing and turns me to face him. “The high hits faster this way,” he tells me. “Give it a minute, and I promise, everything bad is going to slip away and all you’ll be left with is the high of feeling my touch all over your body.”

Well damn.

His hands roam over my skin, leaving a trail of goosebumps in their wake and I moan, already slipping into the effects of his touch against my body. Though, something tells me that has absolutely nothing to do with the E he just inserted into my ass.

Marcus leans into me, his lips pressing down over my collarbone as he pushes against my waist, forcing me back a step until the backs of my knees are pressing against the bed. He keeps going, stepping with me until I drop down on the edge of the mattress, my hand slipping under his shirt and feeling the warmth of his toned body beneath.

He drops to his knees while pushing mine apart and my eyes roll, the anticipation already getting the best of me. Marcus meets my eyes, the intoxicating smirk playing on his lips telling me that he might be even more excited about this than I am.

“Lean back,” he tells me, that deep tone hitting me in all the right places. “I don’t want you to do anything. Just feel.”

Well, damn. What’s a girl to do?

I lean back onto my elbows and I can’t resist dropping my head back too. The sweetest sensation ripples across my skin as his lips roam over my body, his fingers touching me in all the right places as he slowly makes his way down south.

My eyes grow heavy just as his lips close over my clit, and the moment I feel his warm tongue working its magic, a sense of euphoria pulses through my veins. “Oh my God,” I breathe, knowing without a doubt that the white powder has made its way into my bloodstream and is making me feel more alive than ever before.

My body becomes heavy as I allow my eyes to close and consume me with darkness. Marcus works my clit and I groan low as my back arches, desperately needing to feel him all over me, but I don’t dare ask him to move because what he’s doing down there is nothing short of magic.

I feel his smile against my pussy and in the same moment, his thick fingers push up into my throbbing cunt, instantly easing the burning ache deep inside of me. “Fuck, Marcus,” I breathe, not willing to ruin this moment by screaming out.

I’ve never been so fucking relaxed in my life. I feel as though I can do anything, like I’m floating above the clouds, the only thing keeping me grounded is the devil between my legs. It’s like the perfect mix of heaven and hell. Good versus evil. Right versus oh so damn wrong.

Peering down at Marcus, I watch as his tongue moves over my clit before his mouth closes around it and sucks hard. My whole body shudders with overwhelming pleasure and I groan, even more so when he curls his fingers inside of me and finds that one spot that has my head falling back all over again.

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