“And yet,” she replied, voice dripping sweet sensuality. “You want me here.”
“Such confidence,micia.” I chuckled.
“Pussycat?” She laughed. “Nice. Night’s still young, my dark prince, want to play a game?”
My brow shot up, intrigued by this woman’s sassy playfulness. “Stakes?”
“If you catch me, you fuck me,” she taunted.
“Who says I want to?”
Unfazed by my rebuff, she moved closer, dropped her hand and squeezed my crotch. “That isn’t a gun, is it?”
“Still doesn’t mean I want to fuck you.”
“You think you’re in control?” she whispered, her warm breath brushing my throat.
My fingers traced a path from her shoulder, up her neck to her cheek. “I am.”
Her finger trailed down my shirt, unfastening one then another. “No. You’re curious and that’s worse.”
The fucking woman was right. My thumb grazed her lip and she opened her mouth, taking the digit between her lips, sucking softly. “Fuck it,” I muttered a moment before I crashed my mouth to hers, and she met mine with equal hunger, no hesitation, no submission, only fire. Her nails scraped my jaw, her other hand gripping my hair, pulling a sound from me I hadn’t made in a long fucking time.
Raw desire.
When she pushed me back against the cross, I let her, wanting to see what she’d do with the illusion of power. Hertouch was unbridled ownership, her kiss pure possession. And when I slipped my hands under her thighs and lifted, she wrapped her legs around my waist, her hands sliding into my hair, dragging me closer, biting my lip until I tasted blood. My laugh slipping into her mouth, my fingers dug into those soft thighs before I turned and slammed her body against the wall of a crypt at my side. She deepened the kiss, all but sucking the life out of me.
“I need inside you now,” I grunted, breaking the kiss.
Releasing her legs, I fished my wallet out of my pocket while she unzipped my pants and pulled out my cock, giving it a stroke. About to open my wallet, she took it from me, removed the condom and tossed the wallet on the floor, making me grin.
“You don’t need this, you know.” Eyes on me, she stepped back slightly and ripped the wrapper with her teeth.
I raised a brow. “Remove your mask and I’ll fuck you raw.”
Instead of an answer, she lowered herself to her knees, grasped my cock, flattened her tongue and swiped a line from my balls, up the shaft, swirled around the tip, and collected the pre-cum glistening there. Eyes closed, her lips suctioned the head before she took me deep, her nose pressed against my abdomen, bringing with it a dizzying pressure that made me lightheaded. The wet sounds of my cock fucking her mouth, the only sounds among the dead, of every inch sliding into the back of her tight throat until she gagged, the soft clink of the Jacobs ladder piercing hitting her teeth, pulled a hoarse groan from me. When I heard her choke again on another harsh thrust, I grabbed her around the waist and hauled her up.
“You’re so damn delicious.” She panted, licking her lips.
“Danger always is,micia.”
In the time it took her to find her breath again, I’d slipped on a new condom, had her legs wrapped around me with her dressbunched at her waist and my cock slamming into her so hard, the back of her head hit the wall, forgetting how to breathe again.
Only, she gave as good as she got. Her hands in my hair, she fisted them tight enough to make me wince, tilted her head and sank her teeth into my neck. She drew blood, tearing me apart with moans I hadn’t made or heard in a long time.
And fuck if I didn’t lose myself in her heat, teeth, tongue, nails, and breath. She arched for me, moved with me, pulled me deeper into her orbit, until the world narrowed to the press of her body and the sound of her gasps in my ear.
Slipping one hand under her ass, the other found her clit. I gave it a few circles then pinched it hard while fucking her into the wall. She lasted all of five seconds. When she broke, she clenched around me so wet and tight I almost followed. But shaking with the aftermath, she grabbed my jaw, forcing me to look at the cat-like mask.
“Not yet,” she breathed. “I need more.”
God fucking help me, I obeyed, fucking her harder, certain that come morning, her back would be scratched raw, her pussy wrecked and the idea of meeting me, horrendous.
Only, her next words suggested otherwise. “My mouth.” She pulled back. “I want your cum in my mouth.”
“Well, fuck me.” I grinned, letting go of her legs and watching her drop to her knees.
She didn’t waste any time yanking off the condom. With her hands gripping my thighs, she swallowed me in one quick slide, locking my cock between her tongue and the roof of her mouth in a deep mindfuckingblowing suck.
