“You’re so fucking pretty like this, love.” He says before running his tongue over the front of his top teeth whilst clamping both of my ankles in his large hands. The touch makes me gasp, and the heat from his hands fires up my legs.
I wiggle on the table but remember to keep my palms flat. “Don’t make me wait any longer. I..” My words trail off as Kincaid runs his rough hands up my legs, bypassing my pussy and straight towards the thin waistband of my underwear, but he doesn’t pull them down like I want him to, no. He takes the elastic in both hands and snaps it.
Red lace grazes against my skin as it falls away.
“Kin! Those were expensi–”
He shoves my thighs apart and slaps my clit, electing a sharp yelp to slip past my lips, then he soothes the stinging area with delicate circles. “I couldn’t give a fuck how expensive they were, you have no need for them here and if it makes you feel any better, I’ll buy you a thousand more.”
My eyes roll into the back of my head with every stroke of his fingers, legs trembling, hands sweating against the metal table. I moan shamelessly as he circles my clit, causing pressure to swell in my lower stomach. Pleasure blooms across my skin likea burning fire and I can feel myself climbing higher and higher, and then..
“Hm, so close weren’t you, love?” Kincaid teases as he removes his fingers from my scorching flesh.
Frustration threatens to kill me off and I throw daggers at him, brows furrowed with irritation. “You fucking–”
Kincaid clamps my feet with the leather restraints, successfully cutting off my words. “I’d choose your next words carefully, I’d hate for this to be over so soon, all because you can’t behave.”
I feel like a scolded child but fuck if the degredation doesn’t set me on fire. It makes me want to act out even more.
Tipping my chin up slightly, I stare into his eyes. “Oh yeah? And what makes you think you’re going to be the one to get me to behave, hm?” I snap back with a wicked grin. “You’re dealing with me, remember? I could kill you in your sleep and turn you into a lovely roast dinner.”
He lifts a sharp brow, a heated challenge settling between us. Kincaid grabs the metal spreader and pulls it apart, causing my legs to widen. There’s no hiding from him now, I’m completely bare from the waist down.
“So it’s true,” he murmurs as he walks the length of the table, grazing my skin with his finger. “You kill men and turn them into food?”
I should feel mortified at what I do, but I don’t. Those fuckers deserved it, and so will those who I stumble across in the future. Tilting my head back slightly so that I can see him at the side of me, I cock a brow and nod my head. “It’s true. Every man that I’ve ended, whose body I’ve torn apart, has ended up in some kind of dish. I did tell you that I enjoyed cooking, did I not?”
A grin spreads across his handsome face. “That you did, love.”
“Are you bothered by it?” I ask, feeling a tiny speck of doubt in my mind but Kincaid quickly banishes that feeling by grabbingmy hand and placing it over his solid cock beneath his jeans. He wraps his fingers around mine to squeeze him tightly, causing him to groan through gritted teeth.
“Does.. this look like I’m bothered by it?” He fumbles over his words as I grip him tightly. The fabric of his jeans stretches as he shoves his cock into my hand, his hips chasing that delicious feeling.
A sense of power washes over me and travels straight towards my aching pussy. It fills me with euphoria to know that I make him like this, that I’m the one to get him this riled up.
Kincaid moans heavily as I continue to grip his cock. The veins in his arms threatening to burst through the skin. “I.. uh,” he shudders, making me wetter than ever. “I could fucking.. come at the thought of you butchering those fuckers.”
“Then make us both come, Kin.” I whimper. “Please..”
At the sound of my begging he swats my hand away and makes quick work of securing them above my head. Metal clangs together as he locks the cuffs in place– then he’s on me. Desperate touches and rough hands grope my body, fingers pulling at the bra that covers my breasts.
Elastic snaps against me as he rips the bra away from my skin and I moan heavily with every sensation that passes over my body. Kincaid’s stubble drags against my flesh as he plants hot kisses over my flesh, teeth nipping until I know the marks are blooming like wildflowers. His fingers dig into my flesh until they’re ready to touch the bones beneath.
“Kin,” I pant breathlessly as he swirls his tongue around the piercings that adorn my nipples. He flicks the cold metal meticulously, teeth clamping around the sensitive bud. My hips gyrate on the table, eagerly searching for that precious release. “Just.. fucking, touch me!” I demand through gritted teeth and slam my head backwards onto the table in frustration.
Kincaid chuckles against my skin and if I could choke him right now, I fucking would do but then I’d probably be really sad if he died so, I better not. He gives my skin one last nip, then turns to face me. “Since you asked so nicely.” He says with a shit-eating grin and slides his hand down the expanse of my stomach, then dips his fingers between my lips, circling my clit with expert precision, playing me like a fucking fiddle.
The orgasm that slipped away from me before comes back tenfold, it crashes into me like a freight train and as I tip my head back to moan, Kincaid smashes his mouth to mine, swallowing the erotic noise. I groan shamelessly into his mouth, our tongues fighting for dominance as he keeps his thumb on my clit and slips two fingers inside of me. Immediately my walls clench around him, desperate to keep a hold of him as he strokes my most sensitive spot.
Glitter bursts behind my eyelids and my lungs are desperate for air. The kiss becomes messy, almost frantic and as I pull away to take a breath, Kincaid beats me to it. His fingers slide all the way inside of me and I pant like a dog in heat as I chase my orgasm.
“Come for me, love. Come so fucking hard, so that I’m able to taste it from your lips.” He groans against my jaw, and just before I can agree, he slams his mouth back onto mine and I explode like a bomb. Shards of my soul fire around the room, my whole body tingles like sparks from a fire and all the while, I moan and whimper into Kincaid’s mouth, allowing him to swallow all of my songs.
If I knew Kincaid was waiting for me at the end of everything, I know deep down in my soul that I would go through all of it, all over again just so that I could be here to meet him.
Brynne moans desperately into my mouth as her orgasm blows through her entire body. Her legs shake against the metal table and whilst I consume all her noises, I make quick work of using my other hand to unbuckle the clasps above her head.
As soon as her arms are free, she wraps them around my neck and yanks me closer, my fingers still firmly inside her soaking cunt. I spread them slightly, causing her to whimper then I break the kiss. Both of us inhale deeply, desperate for air but still so desperate for each other.
