A dark smile spread over his lips. He dropped my leg from his shoulder and spun my body around with agile hands, never pulling out of me so we both felt every bit ofthat. I gasped at the sensation and Cade grated, “Challenge accepted.”
The first slap hit my ass cheek with a jarring sound thatechoed in the empty alleyway. I cried out, fingers digging into the seat as I lay bent over his motorcycle, skirt twisted at my waist, bralette undone, pussy dripping wet. The second slap arrived before I had time to recover.
Blistering heat burst over my skin. I loved it. “More, Cade.”
Three consecutive slaps were my reward.
And then another three on my clit.
Fuck, yes.
“That mouth is going to get you in trouble.” Fingers twisting in the hair at my crown, he jerked my head back and pulled out achingly slow before thrusting back with enough force to make my teeth chatter. “Then again, you love trouble.”
That I did.
Now that I was ass up, face down, he resumed his dirty pace. Going even deeper in this position. Stroking every spot. Driving me to a new precipice with the promise of completion looming right at the horizon.
Thoughts escaped me once more as I choked out moans and screams. I could only focus on Cade’s rough drives, his appreciative grunts as my ass bounced in his lap, and his voice like a wicked melody as he dragged hot kisses up my spine.
“Bad girls don’t get to come.”
“Mm, back that ass, baby. I love watching your sinful body work hard to cram every last inch of my cock in your horny little pussy.”
“Your punishment is far from over. I’m going to defile this cunt until it’s so sore, you think of me and the pounding I gave you every time you sit down tomorrow.”
“Goddamn, you’re begging for it like the only thing keeping you sane is my filthy fuck. And you still have the audacity to say I’m ‘imagining’ it?”
Gone was my sweet boyfriend. This was Montardor’s fixer, fucking me like I owed him a debt and he was here to collect.
“Scream for your salvation, you dirty little princess,” he growled in my ear, hitting my pussy from behind like a ruthless monster. “I’m your God tonight.”
His impious threat curling around my bones, I obeyed him. A myriad of sensations crawled through my body. All created by him. I mindlessly screamed and trembled with his name on my lips like an orison. “Cade, Cade, Cade.”
“Yes, Ella.” Clasping a hand around my throat, he jerked me up until my back was plastered to his front. One hand molded over my tits, playing with my nipples, and another lowered to my clit, alternating between slaps and rubs, while he continued pistoning his hips and whispering to me, “More.”
We both edged closer.
If he didn’t give me permission to come soon, I’d die.
“Mi corazón, please.” My head resting in the crook of his neck, I combed my fingers in his dark brown strands, lavishing his jaw with gentle kisses to show him my surrender and that I could be a good girl, despite his remarks. “I’m right there.”
“Sweet and docile when you want something from me, hm?”
“N-Not true.” Only a little true.
“Come for me, Ella. Let go. I’ve got you.”
My heart beat furiously. My toes curled in my heels. My pussy tightened around him.
A couple more strokes and I finally peaked, crying out into the dead of the night. My orgasm was so powerful, it flooded out of me, shaking my very roots. Every fiber of my being vibrated like the plucked strings of a guitar.
I had transcended to another realm.
Still hard as steel, Cade pulled out of my spasming core and turned me around to face him. Before I had time to regain my bearings, he picked me up and laid my back along the motorcycle’s frame with my head resting between the handlebars, while his own body stood and straddled the vehicle,hands grasping my ass in a way where I knew I’d have finger-shaped bruises tomorrow.
“I gave you what you needed,” he snarled above me, ramming back inside of my pussy. “Now it’s my turn.”
I was in my very own paradise, riding on a new high, howling in pure ecstasy. My heels dug into the passenger footpegs and my hands held on to his shoulders, meeting his pumping hips thrust for thrust. Cade’s groans melded with my moans in a lush orchestra that increased in decibels with every passing second.
