“Oh. Oh…” Her moans were barely audible, the strangling sound forcing my cock to twitch. Only seconds later, she fell forward, losing her hold and her balance. As I caught her by the waist, I rose to my feet, pulling her against me once again. My cock was pinched, aching to the point my breathing was raspy. The look on her face was mixed, which turned me on even more. She was as attracted as I was, but she would deny it the entire time we spent together.
Even after I’d given her a powerful orgasm.
Shades of red clouded what was left of my sanity, my vision stripped down to nothing more than the basics of primal need versus any concept of humanity. Maybe I’d lost my mind, but I shifted her around once again to face the railing, using the force of my weight, crushing her against the cold steel. I held her in place, the ugliness of my beast winning over any cautionary tale of resistance. As I unfastened my jeans, the way she wiggled against me was as much a telling statement of her burning desire as anything else. I’d committed many a sin in my life, but this one would be sweet.
As I freed my cock, she threw back her head, allowing her long curls to slide against my face and neck. I drank in her exotic perfume and for a few seconds was transformed into the man I’donce been, the unforgiving predator. Using my knee, I shoved her legs further apart. Then I pressed my aching cockhead against her wetness.
“What are you doing?” she whispered, the lilting sound of her voice tearing through me like the vicious claws of an angry beast.
“Taking what now belongs to me.”
“I don’t want to have sex with you.”
“Hmm… I find that interesting given your method of seduction. Don’t worry, my little flower. This isn’t about sex. This is about hard fucking. When I’m through with you, you’ll be screaming out my name.”
“I don’t know your name.”
“It’s Brogan, but you can call me the enforcer.” I thrust the entire length of my cock inside, the incredible vibrations as her body reacted immediately unlike anything I’d ever experienced before. Already she’d left me breathless, tossing aside any predication of a love affair. We both wanted this.
Every sound she made was just as primal as those I’d made before, adding to the fury of need keeping my system ravaged by fire. As I pumped deep inside, she shifted her hips back and forth, arching her back in a blatant invitation to take all I wanted. I was a man desperate for the kind of warmth only she could provide, filling a portion of the emptiness. She was tight, so much so that pumping into her took my breath away.
The mysterious woman was like a precious flower unfolding before my eyes, her whimpers more powerful than she knew. As I thrust hard and deep, she met every brutal plunge, her soft mews filtering into the night sky. Perhaps I was nothing but ananimal, but this felt right. Perfect. She was the light at the end of a very dark and long tunnel. My needs only increased as I drove my cock inside, savoring every delicious moment of our carnal act.
All the anger I’d felt over the past few years was tossed away, replaced by uncontrollable need. I rose onto the balls of my feet as I placed my hands over hers. For a few precious seconds in time, we were as one.
“I hate you,” she whispered, her voice husky, dripping with the same desire coursing through me.
“As I believe you should. I’m not a good man.”
“I know.”
The two words were immediately haunting, but I was too far gone in my actions, needs that refused to be denied. With every brutal plunge, the demons that had been my constant companions demanded more. Her continued moans fueling the raging fire, I couldn’t hold back any longer. As cum filled my balls, I pulled out, pushing against her sex for the last time. When I drove inside, my shaft swelling, I teetered toward the final edge of my sanity. The rush of adrenaline as I filled her with my seed was exhilarating, crashing against me with an unseen force that took the last of my breath away.
There was no time standing in our way, no sense of anything but the sheer pleasure I’d indulged in. I’d taken her only once, yet she’d left me sated. However, it would only last for so long.
Only her soft cries were able to drag me from the revelry of taking her. A tightness formed in my chest and I eased away, allowing her to shift, turning in my direction. The moonlight captured the shimmer dancing across her face, driving a stakeinto my heart. While she didn’t belong to me, I couldn’t imagine letting her go.
Her lower lip trembled as her eyes darted back and forth. Then she returned her palms to my chest, kneading my shirt. “You need to let me go or else.”
“Or else. Let me think. That’s not the way it’s going to happen,” I growled. “Or what your body wants. You melt with my touch, your skin licking against mine. You hunger more than you have your entire life for the things only I can give you.”
“Not true.” Her voice quavered, uncertain her answer was correct. I’d never felt so strongly about a woman, the hunger sweltering in my body absolute.
“Your body has already betrayed you, little minx. You’re going to give in to all those pent-up desires you’ve been having.”
“Why is that?” she asked, her playful side returning as she eased one hand down my chest before sliding the other around my neck.
“Because I’m the kind of man who doesn’t take no for an answer. You’re one bad girl. I think it’s time you realized that your bad behavior has all kinds of consequences. Tonight, I’m going to show you the true meaning of passion. All. Night. Long.”
“Well…” she half whispered, darting a look at the city lights. “I’m thinking an entirely different way.”
I chuckled softly. So the games continued. “And what way is that?”
She stared me directly in the eyes, the sweetest smile crossing her face. Then her face fell, a nasty look replacing what I’d seen before. “I think it’s time for you to die,sweetheart.”
As she removed her arm from around my neck, she managed to scratch my skin. She jerked away, taking two long strides backwards, her chest heaving.
“What the hell did you say to me?”
