Lucille’s POV My legs parted, farther away from each other, the toy still vibrating inside of me. “Oh, God,” I whimpered, breathless. He pinched my bud, rolling it between his fingers while he repeated same for my nipples, giving both same attention. I instinctively tried to clench my thighs together but the chains and the toy gave me no way to do that. “Does that feel good?” he asked. “Does it make you lose all control?” “Yes, fuck, yes,” I groaned in pleasure. I felt a flutter in my abdomen. I was close so close. “King, you— I’m so close,” I cried. “Come for me, baby. I want to see you messy,” he said. “I will. I fucking will.” I shuddered, coming all over the toy still buried inside of me. My chest rose and fell, my core clenched around the toy before he slowly pulled it out. “Such a good girl,” he said. His finger came to my lips. “Taste yourself,” he said. Without a second, I did as he asked, rolling my tongue over his fingers to taste every single piece of me. “It see
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