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“You’re not going to be needing panties anymore,” he said. He covered her pussy with his open palm. A single finger slid between her slit, making her gasp at the sudden contact with her pussy. “I see how wet you are for me, Noelle.” He groaned.

She cupped his dick over his boxers. “And I see how hard you are for me.”

“Always.” He nipped at her bottom lip, stepping her back, and with her knees hitting the bed, she fell on her ass.

Evil was there to nudge her back. He grabbed her knees and spread them open wide. His gaze hadn’t left hers even though she lay naked, wide open for him.

Always for him.

“I don’t consider myself a patient man, Noelle. For you, I waited. I gave you six months. I’m not waiting anymore. I’m not going to hold back, and I’m not going to hide who I am.”

“Then don’t.” She knew he tried everything he could to keep her from his world. What he didn’t seem to get was that she’d been part of his other world before. With dead, drunk, and drugged parents, and living on the streets, it was impossible not to delve into that world. She had kept herself safe. She’d survived. Worked her way into affording a cheap apartment. Worked her ass off.

Still, the name Evil Carter had floated around like a scary monster in the night. The bogeyman.

She should have been afraid. When he offered her ajob, she should have run. Instead, she’d taken it, and for six months, she’d been dancing with the devil without a single care in the world. Now, she was going to fuck that devil, and damn, it turned her on even more to finally submit to the carnal need she’d been trying to fight all along.

Evil stroked her knee. He still hadn’t looked down at her.

She watched him, waiting with bated breath. Wondering if he would make the first move. If she’d have to wait for what felt like a lifetime.

Slowly, shewatched his fingers as they moved from her knee, going down, down, so close to where she wanted him to touch her again.

It had been too long. Taking care of her own needs wasn’t cutting it any longer. She had to have Evil.

He touched her pussy, and a moanescaped her. Evil pressed two fingers inside her cunt and growled. “Fuck, I’m going to have to stretch you if you’re going to take my dick.”

Chapter Four

Noelle was tight. Evil added a third finger and started to pump inside her cunt. Seeing his hand inside her made his dick even harder.

She had a pretty pussy. Slick. A small thatch of hair, which he liked. He never wanted to feel like he was fucking a girl. Some men liked their woman bare, but not him.

Pressing his thumb to her clit, he stroked back and forth, working her to a fever pitch. Her body shook beneath his onslaught. A moan filled the air, the sound heady.

There was just one problem. He wantedto taste her so badly. His mouth watered.

After pulling his fingers from her cunt, he spread the lips of her sex open, eased down the bed, and slid his tongue from her entrance up to her clit, circling the tight bud. She gasped, shaking in his arms.

“Evil, what are you doing?” she asked. She was on her elbows, looking down at him.

“Simple. I’m licking your pussy so I can fuck you.” He frowned at her. “Hasno one ever done this to you before?”

She shook her head.

“Then lie back, enjoy.” Helightly stroked across her nub, taking his time to give her as much pleasure as possible. Enhancing every single sensation as he did this. Another moan and a whimper escaped her lips.

She screamed his name as he took her clit into his mouth and used his teeth on her flesh.

“Evil, oh, God. That is … wow.”

Letting go of her clit, he moved down toward her entranceand circled her hole before penetrating her tight heat. Another whimper escaped her.

Evil took his time exploring her pussy, seeing what she liked.Noelle liked an edge of pain, so long as it was soothed seconds later. He brought her close to orgasm multiple times. Her pussy was completely soaked from what he was doing. His name was a constant mantra on her lips. He loved hearing the sound, close to orgasmic call.

“Please, Evil, please. I can’t take it anymore.”

She’d be able to take it and more, but he was ready to feel her tight, hot pussy wrapped around his dick.


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