Not wanting her to notice, I toss her on the bed and tuck my fingers into her leggings, pulling them down her body until she’s once again splayed naked before me. But this time hits differently. For reasons I can’t understand or explain, seeing her spread over my bed makes my heart pound and my head spin. Words I’ve never fathomed before tease my mind until I’m dizzy.
Somehow, I regain focus, peeling my leather jacket and my hoodie away from my body, then removing my pants. Her fiery gaze laps like flames across my body, leaving a trail, hot and desperate, everywhere her eyes touch.
I climb onto the bed and hover over her, taking her wrists in one of mine and shoving them over her head while dipping my mouth to her peaked, pink nipple. Our moans tangle in the air as I suck one taut nipple into my mouth, biting gently before moving to the other.
As the pressure and pain of my attention increases, so does the way she writhes beneath me. Skimming my hand down her body, I slip a digit inside her, dipping in and out with deliberate taunting. My mouth trails from her tit over her chest to the soft skin of her neck. I release my grip on her wrists. “Keep them there,” I warn as I bring my free hand to her breast. A pained cry erupts as I twist her nipple hard while sinking my teeth into her neck. But her pussy clenches my fingers in a death grip, begging for more. “You like pain.” It’s an observation. One I’d already assumed, but given the force I just used, I know for certain. “I should’ve brought some toys from the club.”
Her cheeks flush with pleasure as she tosses her head back when my thumb presses into her clit. “Ju-ust…Oh, God…that feels so good.”
“Just what?” I ask, not stopping my assault on her flesh.
A few incoherent rumbles leave her mouth along with plenty of curses. “Just use whatever you haven’t stuck inside someone else,” she finally gets out between pleas and profanities.
“You like toys?” I ask, ignoring her comment for now. If we get into that, it might kill the mood, and I’m not ready for that yet. I grip her right breast in a bruising grip. She nods, panting. “What toys? Pleasure? Pain?”
“I-I…fuuuckkk…I don’t know. Both maybe.”
A red palm print forms across her tit, then the other, making her cry out. “Yeah. I think you like both.” I slide my finger deeper into her cunt, curling it just a little to tease. “Your pussy does anyway,” I add as it pulses around me when I bite her reddened nipple.
More cries fill the air as I torment her with pleasure-filled pain and pain-filled pleasure, keeping her on the edge, but never allowing her to tumble over. The constant warring sensations have her body confused, not knowing how to react.
Incoherent pleas echo around me, making my balls tighten as she begs, but never quite sure what she’s begging for.
“Please stop.”
“Give me more.”
“I can’t come again.”
“Please, Jagger, let me come.”
It tumbles from her lips, slamming me in the chest because each one is beautiful as her head thrashes back and forth over my black sheets, and agonizing desire slides down her face like a river. Leaning back on my heels, the feeling in my chest gets tighter as I admire her glowing pink skin, raw from my stubble and decorated by my mouth.
She’s a living piece of art, stunning, unique…priceless, spread on my bed, every inch of her marked by me, my name on her lips, and completely at my mercy.
Finally, I beckon her release to me, applying pressure to her g-spot and clit while sucking her raw nipple into my mouth, biting down while I slap the other. Shattered ecstasy dances around me as I continue to wave her climax forward, unrelentinguntil I get what I want.
Her back arches, commanded by the invisible string I control, pulling her spine upward until her hips leave the bed.
And I don’t stop.
Screams exit her mouth, loud enough to be heard over the entire floor. Kaleidoscope eyes roll back into her head. Her fingers twitch, buried in the sheets above her head.
And I continue.
My unceasing onslaught continues to summon her body to give me what I want as I press gently on her lower belly. With a scream that could shatter glass, she gives me what I want.
Leaning over her, I drop my mouth to hers. Her chest rises and falls rapidly in time with the thrum of her heart against my chest. My tongue tangles with hers, my fingers slowly exiting her dripping cunt, moving lower, spreading the wetness over her ass.
Soft whimpers fill my mouth as I easily slide into her tight hole. “You ever been fucked here, Halfpint?” Disappointment burns my chest when she nods.
Dammit, what’s wrong with me? Just because I’ve turned into some weird, psychotic fucking caveman doesn’t mean I can demand her to be inexperienced. It’s good she’s done it before. It means she knows what to expect.
“Good,” I mumble against her mouth as I slip another finger inside her. “How long has it been?”
“A lot longer than anything else,” she admits, shifting her hips to chase my fingers. “God, why do I still want more?”
The caveman is beating his chest like an idiot as I grin against her lips. “Because we’re good together.”
