Deviants (Badlands 2)

He didn’t have to be told twice. He lifted me up locked my legs around his waist,

“Goddamn, Cali. My dick isn’t supposed to be anywhere near your pussy right now.

The shit you do to me,” he growled, pushing into me without a second’s hesitation.

I sucked in a sharp breath and held onto his shoulders. His rough intrusion stung, and I could feel the metal barbell against my walls as they stretched to accommodate his size. He didn’t wait for me to fully adjust.

He cursed beneath his breath and dug his fingers into my flesh, setting a brutal pace as he fucked me against the tiled wall. Wet skin met wet skin, mixing with the sound of running water and my unrestrained moans.

My hands went everywhere, feeling the muscles in his arms, firm and solid as he effortlessly held me up, thrusting with no mercy. I let my fingertips travel over every inch of his beautifully inked skin that I could reach before threading my fingers through his dark hair, making him more than just a memory.

“Harder,” I moaned, trying to bring him closer.

He pulled out but didn’t let me go. I groaned at the loss of him.

Without turning off the water, he stepped out of the shower and carried me dripping wet to the bed, dropping me right in the middle.

He positioned himself between my legs and stared down at me. His dark, unreadable gaze made my breath hitch in my chest.

I focused on a bead of water running down his chest. I didn’t know if I’d ever be able to handle him looking right through me. He could see beyond my veil to the woman I’d just started to accept. He’d known who I was long before I did.

“Look at me.” His voice compelled me to obey. In the time it took my eyes to find his, he had my legs hooked over his forearms, slamming back into me with no warning.

Air dispersed from my lungs on a scream, my hands immediately going to his shoulders where my nails burrowed into skin.

He snatched them off, pinning them down on either side of my head as he pounded into me.

“Let me go!” I meant for it to sound assertive and strong but it came out as a breathy moan.

“No.” He flashed me a wicked grin. I opened my mouth to respond and he lurched down, shoving his tongue inside to intertwine with mine, grinding against me.

I curled my fingers into fists, the nails digging in so deep they started piercing the skin. When he moved his mouth to my neck and bit, my pussy clenched around his dick.

Oh my god. I lifted my hips to take him deeper and wrapped my legs around his ass. He didn’t let me go, not once, and every time I shut my eyes or attempted to look away, he thrust hard enough to make me bleed and his grip on my wrists got a little tighter.

His expression stayed the same.

His breathing slightly changing was the only thing that confirmed he was affected by what we were doing. I felt exposed, like every part of me was on display.

He knew exactly what he was doing. He knew where to bite, where to bruise, and the perfect spot to hit inside me so I would come apart around him. He continually brought me right to the edge and then eased off, letting the feeling slip away.

He used our bodies as a gateway to re-establish our physical connection. I felt pleasurable pressure mounting inside me, starting right at my core.

“Rome.” I moaned his name for the hundredth time.

“Beg,” he bit out, drilling into me and hitting my G-spot.

“Please,” I whimpered as my legs numbly slipped from around him and fell limply to the side.

“That’s not good enough. Beg me to let you come, Cali. Tell me how badly you want to nut all over my dick.”

Triggering a mental response, desperate words poured from my mouth.

“I want it so fucking badly, please let me come, I’m begging you…Rome.”

He grinned down at me deviously, snaked a hand between us, and began rolling my clit, picking up his pace, fucking me so hard I thought the bed would break.

“Come for me, baby,” he demanded in a low voice. The sentence hadn’t even fully fallen from his lips before my body was arching into his and I came screaming his name, heat searing through my limbs. He continued rocking inside me, finding his own release as I trembled beneath him.