Leaning up on my elbows, I stare at him in wonder, mouth agape as my eyes trail the length of his cock, admiring the silver piercings he has along the underside.
"You have your dick pierced…"
His fists his cock, pumping his hand back and forth as he steps towards the bed, knees hitting the edge.
"Had it done a few months ago."
He kneels on the bed between my spread legs, and I marvel at the muscles on his body as they ripple beneath the moonlight with every movement he makes.
"Does it hurt?" I ask, my eyes dropping back to his dick as he strokes it. Quickly flicking my gaze back to his, I see him staring down at me with desire laced in his dark eyes.
"Not anymore."
"I-I wasn't asking if it hurt you," I tell him, stumbling over my words slightly.
He cocks a brow and smirks down at me, releasing his dick from his hold as he crawls over my body. He plants his hands on either side of my head, knees bumping against the back of my thighs, and slotting himself into place above me.
"You're wondering if it's going to hurt you?"
Rolling my lips inward, I nod.
"Oh, little viper. Where there's pain, there's pleasure, right?"
He leans down on his elbows, his face and body moving closer to mine, heat emanating from his skin.
I arch into him, desperate to feel him against me, and he chuckles, moving one hand beneath my head, fingers tangling in my hair to angle my head up.
He teasingly strokes his nose along my neck, sending a shiver of anticipation through my body.
"You think you can take it, Alicia?"
Looping my legs around his, I use them to lift my body from the mattress, pressing myself against him, and whimpering from the contact.
"Yes," I pant, wincing at the bite of pain across my scalp as he tightens his hold on my hair.
He chuckles darkly and brings his free hand to the front of my neck, holding me in place as his lips skim across my skin.
"Beg for it," he demands, sinking his teeth into the skin just above my collarbone.
Using the leverage from my legs, I grind my body against his, hissing when the cool metal of the piercings along his dick glide over my clit.
As desperate as I am, I'd never beg for a man.
He slams his hips down, pinning me to the mattress, his throbbing, swollen dick nestled perfectly against my pussy, causing my eyes to flutter closed for a moment.
"Beg for it, little viper. I know you want to."
I try to shake my head, but his grip on my hair and my neck keeps me still.
Our burning, lustrous eyes clash, and I smile up at him.
"Never," I rasp.
A spark of amusement flashes across his face.
He pushes his hips forward, and I groan as his dick slides through my folds, his piercings bumping against my sensitive, needy clit.
"Beg," he grunts, pulling back and thrusting forward again. The tip of his cock nudges against my entrance and easily slips inside the barest amount.
