Exploited (The Dark Redemption Series)

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right before her sexy body shakes with her first oral sex orgasm.
    “ Ohhhh ,” she moans low and loud the whole time her body is undulating, humping my face with slow strokes like she’s savoring every last second of pleasure.
    One more feather I’ve claimed from her wings, but I’m not done with her today. I keep lapping up her arousal while pressing against her clit with the flat of my tongue, prolonging her pleasure before I prepare to sodomize her.
    While she’s still literally riding the waves of euphoria, I swipe my fingers through her juices and then press one fingertip against her puckered asshole. She freezes a second before she tries to maneuver out of my hold, so I tongue her clit again to get her to relax. She does right away, letting me slip my finger past the ring of muscles and into her tight passage with only a soft groan. I fuck her tight asshole with my finger while I keep on tongue fucking her drenched pussy. When she cries out and shudders above me with another release, I lick my way to her asshole that’s got my cock hard as a rock again, tonguing it deep, wanting to pound inside her snug heat.
    Desperate to take her virgin ass right this fucking second, I lift her light body off me and put her face down on the mattress. Mounting her, I pin her underneath my weight and slip one hand underneath her to keep distracting her by playing with her clit and slide my other hand between our bodies to greedily push two fingers inside of her ass. She grunts low and deep, sounding like a wild animal as she bucks, riding my hand to another orgasm, and driving me out of my fucking mind while I keep pumping my fingers in and out of her tight hole, stretching her for my cock.
    “I’m gonna fill this tight ass up with my cock,” I warn her, adding another finger and fucking her harder with all three inside her ass as I reach down to push two fingers into her clenching pussy.
    “S-stop,” Blair says so softly I barely hear it. One word from the girl who doesn’t speak, and I do as she asks. Withdrawing my fingers, I sit back on my knees still panting as the urgency to fuck her completely flees in a matter of seconds when she scrambles off the bed and down onto the floor. I can’t see anything but the top of her bent head, but I can still hear her sniffles. Fuck it all, but the sound is actually painful, like zombies gnawing on my insides, so damn brutal I would almost swear it’s causing permanent damage. I pushed her too far, too soon because I want her so fucking much. While I intended to take her innocence, soil her, and corrupt her, even eventually end her, I didn’t want to break her.
    Now, I actually feel a need to hold her and comfort her, which is a brand fucking new sensation. I’ve never felt more than a short-lived appreciation for a woman after a nice fuck. But this one…she’s different. She’s upset, and it’s my fault. So how the fuck am I supposed to fix this?

Chapter Ten
     
    Blair
    Oh my God. I’ve never been so embarrassed in my life.
    What did I just do? And why did it feel so good? Even now, I’m so sensitive sitting with my bare ass on the floor, arms wrapped around my knees, that it wouldn’t take much to send me soaring into that strangely pleasurable paradise again. But with one word I ruined it. Stupid words. Nothing good ever happens when I use them.
    I freaked out and panicked because even if it felt right, it seemed so…wrong. Is this what normal people do together, or is this all just Brede’s perversions? I don’t know, and for some reason it feels like he just enjoys defiling me, shaming me, and nothing more. It’s not like he cares about me, and it’s stupid to even want that from him.
    “Blair, baby, what are you doing on the floor?” Brede asks, breaking the heavy silence. The mattress creaks. And then, through my curtain of hair, I see his legs drop down next to me. Since my face is resting on my folded arms, I wipe my wet cheeks off on one of them, more

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