“Are you going to fuck the rage out of me?” she muses.
“If that’s what it takes.”
She seems to contemplate this, inclining her head at me. “I thought you hated me,” she says after half a minute.
“No, you annoy the fuck out of me. There’s a difference,” I say, as I cut off the zip ties on her ankles using my switchblade, and then drag off her leggings.
“Where’s my knife?” she demands eyeing my blade, glaring while I lower myself down between her soft thighs. I shut her up with a lick to her wet panties, using my tongue to draw soft moans from her writhing body. Then I tug the strip of satin aside to fuck her with my tongue. “I mean it…” She pants. “Where the fuck is it?”
I come up for air. “It’s in the kitchen, now fucking stop whining. You’re ruining my hard on.”
“I could kick you in the face so very easily,” she taunts, staring down at me, eyes insidious but clouded with lust.
In answer to that, I grip her thighs, and force her legs wider apart. She actually growls at me while I start undoing my belt. “You can try, babe, but you’re also going to come all over my cock.”
“I hate you,” she says, but her body says differently. Her back arches and her breath quickens as I shove my fingers inside her soaking wet hole.
“Nah,” I say. “You’re too eager for this to hate me.” I palm my cock, stroking it while I pump her a few times. She struggles against the silk ties, gasping and moaning. “Just say no and I’ll stop,” I say. Her mouth says absolutely fuck all, but her pretty brown orbs scream need at me. I chuckle and position myself above her. “Thought so.”
“I’m going to cut your dick off one day,” she says, as I stroke her cheek with the hand that was inside her pussy.
“If you want it so much, let me give it to you,” I say with a smirk.
I trace my wet fingers over her glistening lips, then I kiss her, savagely.
She tastes of sex and strawberries, and everything I’ve ever wanted in one tight, lithe, dangerous package. I can feel her heart racing as I line the end of my cock with her tight hole, and tease her with it to fucking kingdom come. Then I slam into her, and she almost bites my fucking tongue off.
Fucking bitch. But I pound her anyway. And she feels so goddamn amazing that I keep kissing her despite the pain.
I was so pissed earlier when she didn’t take the fall for Dino. She fucked up. And she can’t even be bothered to do the right fucking thing. I was going to fuck her hard and raw, use the bitch like a fuck toy. She’s been gagging for it. Why the fuck not. The bastard in me wants to make her scream my fucking name.
I break away from the kiss and stare into her eyes. For a split second, when she was having her meltdown, I saw only fear in them. She’s fucking petrified of something. But now she’s beneath me, tongue in my mouth, pussy eager for my cock. All I want to do is take her pain away.
I’m so fucking screwed. She’s caught me, just like others. She’s fucking caught me good.