“Are you even going to tell me one thing about you?”
“I’m not a natural blonde.”
“Ahh,” my hand traveled up her thigh to cup her mound. “This I already know.”
“There’s nothing interesting about me.”
“Not true, I find you very interesting,” and I slipped a finger into her layered lips searching for the prize hidden within as she gave a soft sigh.
“You just want to get laid again,” she whispered moving her legs apart to give me more access.
“True. But I do want to know more about you. You’re more than an easy lay. Tell me something I don’t know,” and I pinned her against me, pressed my fingers to her core and she gasped at the sudden invasion.
“There’s nothing,” her breath rushed out of her on a moan as I quickly slid my fingers from her and back in to her core again with her answer receiving the same throaty sound completely turning me on.
I kissed her roughly and whispered in her ear. “That’s a lie, Celeste and liars get punished,” and I roughed her lips with mine and plunged her core again, “Tell me one true thing or admit you’re a liar.”
A decadent devil in me rose up, the idea of her round bare ass over my lap made me instantly hard. I rolled her over, trapped her legs between mine and bent her over my thigh. “One true thing or confess you’re a liar.” I demanded as I yanked her robe off and stifled a groan at her round ass perched in the air as I held her hands captive with one of mine, then lightly smacked her ass sliding my fingers to her core. She was drenched, soaking wet. Her breathing changed as she tried to move into my touch. I wondered if she would hold out on the one thing, just long enough so I could spank her ass, or if she truly was a liar.

Read more about Istvan and Celeste in WRENCHED


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