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I stop for a brief moment, taking in his words.

Then I bring my lips to his, kissing his sinful mouth before yanking his lip with my teeth as he did with mine.

His hips shift, desperately seeking my heat. I long to press against him, but I’m secret hunting, and it would be too easy to get sidetracked.

“How many women died trying to get to your bus?”

“Three.”

“Do you ever feel bad?”

“No.”

A million questions fly through my mind, but there’s no point in prodding further. Monsters like him aren’t always meant to be understood.

I crawl further up his body, letting my breasts caress his face. He captures a nipple in his mouth, bringing his hands up to cup my mounds as he suckles my tits.

It’d be easy to get caught up in the waves of delicious pleasure coursing through my body. Dangerous feelings that would keep me from what I seek most: answers.

So I pull away, sitting on his abs so his cock can no longer tease my pussy.

“Tell me your secrets.”

For as hard a man as Gage is, he looks desperate.

“I need you more than you know.”

The words shock me, because Gage doesn’t need anybody.

“More.”

His eyes darken. “I’ll never take another.”

Without warning, he grabs my hips, lifts me up his body, and sets me straight down on his face.

I gasp as his tongue invades me, painting long licks through my folds.

“Use me,” he growls.

I rock my pussy against his face, letting the animal in me take control. I’m not the girl I was a few weeks ago. I’m born anew. Adapted to a cruel world.

I throw my head back and moan, smearing my wet seam across his face with complete disregard for his safety or anything at all except the electrifying sensations he’s making.

He plants wild kisses along my lower lips, swirling his tongue into every hidden recess. It feels utterly vulgar that I’m seated on top of him like this, pressing my weight onto him.

His tongue licks deep inside me, drilling into me like it’s his cock. I grind down, harder, fucking him like he’s fucked me so many times before.

With brutal passion.

“Tell me your secrets!” I demand, riding his face like a heathen.

“I am your fucking nightmare,”he mutters from below. “So much worse than you could ever imagine.”

I pause, confused, but the promise of release draws me from curiosity.

His tongue takes me by surprise as it glides to my ass, licking and lapping at my forbidden hole.

I freeze, every muscle tensing as his warm velvet circles the rim, sliding gently into me.


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