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.”