Heathens (Depraved Sinners 2)

My hand moves up and down and we both groan as I pull back from him and move around to his side, my tits level with his full lips. “You once told me not to play games with you. If I want something, I need to ask for it. Well here I am, Levi. I’ve asked, and I’m not going to ask again. So, what’s it going to be? Fuck me while you play or I’ll go and fuck Marcus instead. Take your pick.”

My fist tightens around his cock before pausing, the silent threat lingering in the air, a threat I know he won’t be able to risk. “Fuck,” he grunts, leaning back and curling his arm around my waist, and with one easy move, he lifts me over his lap until I’m comfortably straddled over him, my bare pussy pressed right up against his throbbing cock.

“When you run out of here hating me, remember that you asked for this.”

“I’d tell you to trust me, but it’d fall on deaf ears.”

Levi clenches his jaw as his arm tightens around my waist again, slightly raising me up as he loses his sweatpants, allowing his thick cock to bounce free. He lines himself up and I feel the tip of his cock slowly moving around my entrance, mixing with my wetness and proving just how badly I want this.

Without warning, he drops me back down and his thick cock plunges deep inside me, stretching me wide as a satisfied groan tears from deep within my chest. “Oh, fuck,” I mutter, my arms flying around his neck and holding on tight as my legs lock around his waist, securing me in place.

His knee bounces below me as his foot hits the bass drum and I gasp, his cock flinching deep inside of me as my body jumps, the momentum from his knees sliding me up and down his cock with a brutal deliciousness.

Levi doesn’t skip a beat, doing it again and again before flipping the drum stick in his hands and getting stuck into his intoxicating rhythm. His body tenses around me, flexing and rolling with each practiced movement as I bounce over his cock.

His low groans send shivers down my spine and make me feel more woman than ever before. I clench my pussy, letting him feel just how tightly I can squeeze him. “Fuck, Shayne,” he rumbles as I throw my head back, practically swinging from his strong neck as I arch my back and push my tits up.

His gaze drops to my body, passing over my tits as they bounce wildly before looking down between us at where we connect, watching the way my pussy moves over him, coating his cock in my sweet, glistening juices. And just like that, his intoxicating rhythm kicks up a notch, bringing with it a whole new intensity.

“LEVI,” I cry. “YES.”

Bass. Snare. High hat. Bass. Bass. Snare. Tom toms. And fuck, he hits that bass all over again.

My pussy clenches, the tension building rapidly within me as he proves a million times over that this is just as I always thought it would be. It’s fucking everything, and damn it, I can barely breathe.

Our bodies grow sweaty, and with one quick move, Levi yanks my body back into his, keeping me pressed right up against him. My lips fall to his neck, tasting him, kissing him, and loving the way he groans as my tongue trails over his warm skin. I bite down, not enough to draw blood, but enough to let him know just how hard I need it, and fuck, he knows how to satisfy a woman.

His cock slams deep within me, and without warning or even a thought for my aching clit, I come undone, his relentless cock getting me off in the best possible way and destroying me like never before. I explode around his cock, shattering into a million tiny pieces as I pant and scream his name until I’m sure that every motherfucker in this haunted castle knows what the fuck is going down in here.

“Ah, fuck,” Levi grunts, slamming deep inside me once again and shooting his load, filling me with his warm seed. My pussy continues convulsing around him, relentlessly squeezing as I clench my eyes, feeling the pleasure rocking right through my body, singeing my every nerve ending with an electrifying, delicious burn.

His rhythm slows on the drums as his chest rises and falls with rapid movements against mine, and damn, I don’t think I’ve ever come like that, especially without some kind of stimulation to my clit. That’s grounds for a fucking award, but I’m not going to lie, she’s feeling left out.

A loud clapping comes from the door of Levi’s room and my head snaps around, taking in Roman leaned up against the doorframe. “What a show,” he applauds, his face an emotionless mask, desperate to keep his true feelings hidden. “You want to learn how to protect yourself, then get your ass downstairs. Now.”