Then she jumped.
“What the hell are you doing?” I shouted, frozen.
“Catch me,” she said, swinging from the trapeze, naked except for her socks, her hair loose and wild, flying around her.
She was so damn beautiful.
Behind her, the lights began to dim, and I knew I had to catch her, even if it meant fucking her on that trapeze.
XVI. LIAR
Iwatchedherdanceon the trapeze, moving like a star, like she belonged to the sky.
I grabbed the second trapeze above the wooden balcony and jumped. The swing took me high, opposite from where she moved, our bodies rising and falling in the same way. When she reached the center again, I lunged forward, caught her hand, and yanked her toward me. Our bars collided, ropes twisting around as both trapezes swayed wildly above the dark ground below us.
I dropped onto the wooden bar, steadying myself.
“Got you,” I said with a rough laugh, pulling her onto my lap.
She climbed on, straddling me just as her trapeze swung away in the opposite direction.
She held the ropes on either side, her grip so tight I could see her knuckles turning white, legs locked around my hips as we rocked back and forth, the ground so far beneath us.
I held her with one arm around her waist, the other gripping the rope near her hand, and every swing pushed us harder into each other.
She let go with one hand and reached down, working open the zipper of my pants. Slowly, she tugged them just enough until my cock sprang free, slapping once against her swollen pussy.
She lifted her hips, just a little, then sank down on me. With no hesitation, her body swallowed me as she rocked her hipsforward and back, riding me while I held us steady on the swaying trapeze.
I groaned in pain and pleasure that was crashing through me as she moved. Her hands gripped the back of my neck, holding on as she bounced on top of me, taking every thrust deeper than the last. Each time the metal of the piercing dragged inside her, she gasped, breathless.
“Fuck,” I growled. “I want you to suck it while I eat you up.”
She gave me a wicked little smile. “How?”
“Lean down,” I said. “Lift your upper body, wrap your legs around my neck.”
She gripped the rope, steadying herself. She lifted one leg and hooked it over my shoulder, then reached for the wooden bar beside me and lifted the second. Both legs rested on my shoulders now, her ass brushing my jaw. I buried my face in her, biting the curve of her left cheek before sliding my tongue inward, tasting her, moving in and out of her soft skin.
She held tighter onto me. I lowered my hands down the rope and let our bodies hang in the air.
She screamed, her hand clamping around my hips, her nails carving into my skin.
“Shh,” I whispered against her clit, feeling her shiver. “Open your mouth.”
She did.
I shifted my body and slid my cock into her mouth. She sucked the tip, letting it slowly slide inside, then pulled back a little and paused.
“It’s blue,” she said.
I laughed. “Suck it.”
She wrapped her lips around me again, taking the head, then inch by inch working down the length until I felt the back of her throat. Her tongue twisted along the shaft, stroking me whileher head moved.
I circled her clit with my tongue, then traced down into her inner flesh, thrusting slowly, tasting every sound she made.
She moaned around me between thrusts, and I groaned into her, each stroke of her mouth pulling me closer to the edge.
