I was angry that she dared to say she loved me. She hadn’t thought twice when we’d ended things. She hadn’t given a fuck about me, about us. She was angry that her degenerate mother had a thing for any man who wasn’t her father.
“You know nothing about what I went through, Elis. Nothing. I couldn't eat. I couldn’t sleep. I almost flunked out of school. My mother was a horror story. I had to fucking put the pieces together. Some days I wish she had run off with your father like she intended. Instead, she decided to be a money-hungry bitch.” She spat the words quickly, and tears streamed down her face.
I couldn’t help but smile, remembering how every time we fought and Devlynn would get riled up, she would start to cry. She never cried when she was sad, but when she was fire-spitting angry, she could cry so hard that she would start hyperventilating.
“Why are you smiling? This isn’t funny.”
I took her hands in mine. She flinched but didn’t pull away. “I miss you.” And I did. I missed her. I missed every fucking thing about her, and I was tired of being a lonely, miserable son of a bitch. I didn’t want to live my life without her anymore. “I want you, princess. I’m tired of denying it.”
“I’m tired of the games. It’s over,” she said before walking away.
The hell it was. I moved quickly, grabbing her hand and pulling her toward me. “I like this skirt.”
“Get your hands off me, Elis. I never want you to touch me again.”
Ignoring her request, I slid her pretty pink skirt up her shapely legs. “Why do you keep lying?” My fingers brushed past her panties, and she hissed when I connected to her warm slit. “Your lips keep saying no, but your pussy will never deny how much you want me, Princess.”
“I’m more than my pussy.”
“Oh, baby, I know you are.” I grabbed her high ponytail and yanked her head back before pushing down on her shoulder. “You’ve also got a hot fucking mouth that talks too damn much.” I pulled the zipper of my pants down, unleashing my cock, enjoying the stunned look on her face as I tapped her on the face with it. “You know what your problem is, Devlynn?”
Her eyes focused on my dick, and she licked her pretty lips.
When she didn’t answer, I tapped her face again, but this time harder.
“I asked you a question, Princess. Do you know what your problem is?”
“You.”
I smirked at her smart mouth and shoved my dick between her ruby lips. “Oh, Princess, I’m not your problem. I’m your salvation. I’m the man who’s going to show you it's okay to be what you want to be. You’ll graduate from a dirty good girl to a downright filthy whore.”
I groaned as I pushed further into her warm, wet mouth. Her tongue swirled around the tip of my dick, making my head fall back in ecstasy. “You’ve always been a world-class cock sucker, Princess. I’m sure porn stars have got nothin’ on you.”
She growled and used her teeth against my dick in a clear warning that she’d go down fighting.
That just egged me on. I gripped the back of her head and rammed my cock deep into her throat. “That’s it, Princess. Relax your throat and take in every single inch.”
Gagging sounds surrounded us as saliva poured from the side of her mouth. Her eyes ran with tears, and her expensive designer mascara turned into black smudges down her cheeks.
“You’re so pretty, Princess. You look like a goddess on your knees for me.”I held her down on my cock, obstructing her choking sounds before pulling out.
Saliva trailed from her mouth, and she gasped for breath as her spit fell to the ground. “Why did you stop?”
She looked like a beautiful disaster. A perfect dream and a vision from heaven. Only Devlynn could be on her knees like a leading porn star and still look like a fucking angel.
At that moment, I knew I’d never stop craving her or wanting her to be mine. I wanted to own her, to have her tethered to me for all time. “I’m not going to cum in your mouth, Devlynn. Not this time.”
She squeaked as I lifted her by her throat, turned her, and bent her forward. I trailed my hand from her lower back to the hem of her skirt. “I think you should always wear a skirt for me, Princess, so I have access to this pretty little cunt whenever I want.”
She braced her hands on the wall, parting her legs for me.“Please,” she begged.
I didn’t prolong anything. I lined up the head of my cock to her entrance and pushed in with one full thrust. Fucking heaven. That’s what being in Devlynn had always been: heaven. Going home to my maker. “Still so damn tight, Devlynn.”
“Oh, god.”
I yanked her back, and her face turned crimson as I squeezed her throat. “You don’t call anyone’s name but mine, Princess. God doesn’t have anything to do with my cock splitting you open. God can never make you act like a common whore for him. Don’t give credit that belongs to me to some deity. I’m your god, Princess. I’m the one who will take you to heaven.”
Her eyes rolled back as her ass backed into me, matching my thrusts.