The little whimper he let out was satisfying.
“Turn over,” I instructed as I quickly undressed. I grabbed a packet of lube from my wallet, grateful I’d replaced the last one. “On your hands and knees. Now.”
Desperate and needy, he flipped over without hesitation. I pressed my palm between his shoulder blades and pushed his face down onto the mattress. The position put his perfect ass on display for me, exposed and ready to be filled.
“Fuck, you’re sexy,” I growled. Leaning down, I sank my teeth into the curve of his ass hard enough to leave a mark because I couldn’t help myself. I wanted him to feel me every time he sat down tomorrow. He let out a little yelp of surprise that made me chuckle. “Don’t move, princess.”
I tore open the packet and coated my throbbing cock with the cool gel. Taking the extra, I spread it over his entrance with two fingers. I worked them in and out of his ass, scissoring and stretching slowly. His body clenched and fluttered around me.
“Please,” Harley begged, panting in broken sounds. “Please.”
Withdrawing my fingers, I positioned myself behind him. The broad head of my cock nudged against his entrance, and he damn near pushed back onto me in desperation. I grabbed his hips and held him in place.
“You’ll take what I give you, princess, and nothing more,” I said. He let out a frustrated sound but stopped trying to take control. “Got it?”
“Yes,” he whispered.
“That’s my good boy.” I thrust forward, entering him in one fluid motion and not stopping until I bottomed out, my hips flush against his ass. My quiet moan echoed his loud one. The clutching heat around my cock threatened to undo every ounce of control I had. “Fuck, you’re so goddamn tight. You feel how deep I am inside you, princess?”
All he could do was frantically nod against the mattress.
I dragged my length in and out of him in deliberate movements. Each thrust was a rolling snap of my hips that drove him forward until he was flat against the mattress. My body covered his as I drove into him with a building rhythm.
The gutted house filled with the sounds of skin slapping on skin, his breathless moans and cries, and my deep grunts.But he wasn’t loud enough.I tangled my fingers in his hair, wrenching his head back to make sure he heard me.
“Louder, princess,” I commanded and dragged my teeth over his earlobe. “I want to hear you scream.”
He took the order seriously. Every grunt, choked cry, gasp, and scream that spilled out of him was music to my ears. He unraveled beautifully underneath me, his body writhing as he was reduced to choppy pleas of desperation.
More.
Harder.
Don’t stop.
I fucking loved it when he begged me not to stop.
“That’s it, princess,” I crooned. “Give me those pretty sounds.”
Heat coiled violently in my core.I refused to come too quickly—not until he was a mess underneath me.I slowed, drawing out with each stroke just to hear him whimper at the loss of my cock.
His body tensed underneath me, and his hands clawed at the mattress. I thrust harder, forcing his body to move with mine. His dick was trapped between his body and the bed, rubbing against the rough fabric with every snap of my hips.
“Mav,” Harley gasped.
“Are you going to come for me, princess?” I gritted out as my rhythm grew erratic, my control wearing thin. “Are you going to make a mess of my bed?”
“Please,” he choked out. His body rocked in tandem, pushing back hard against my every thrust. His pleas sent me over the edge, destroying every last shred of control I had. “Please… I need to—”
“Do it,” I snapped. My body was a ticking bomb, waiting to detonate. With a final snap of my hips, I buried my cock as deep inside him as I could. Needing something to ground myself to, I sank my teeth into the curve of his shoulder. The coppery tang of his blood exploded on my tongue as my orgasm ripped through me. My entire body tensed as I came in pulsing waves, my hips stuttering against his ass while I filled him with my cum.
Harley shattered, his body seizing as his own release tore through him untouched. His head collapsed to the mattress as he cried out. His muscles convulsed around my hypersensitive cock and sent another wave of pleasure through me.
For a long moment, there was only the sound of our heaving breaths. I gently eased my teeth out of his shoulder and studied the deep marks that welled with blood.Fuck.I hadn’t meant to bite him that hard.
“I’m sorry,” I whispered as I touched the curve of his shoulder
“Don’t be,” Harley replied. His head turned toward me, and I took the opportunity to kiss him once. Twice. Three times. With each one, his blissful smile grew. “I kind of liked it.”
