Inevitable (A Kingpin Love Affair 2)

I didn’t care we were in a club or there could be people looking at us. No. All I cared about was Zerro proving to me how sorry he was. In a matter of seconds, we were pushing through what I could assume was a back door. My back slammed against a brick wall as his mouth assaulted mine in a manner saying everything he couldn’t.

Pulling away just slightly, he bit my lip causing me to groan. “If you run from me again, I will spank you until your ass cheeks glow red. Then I’ll fuck you like I hate you… Got it?” He commanded my attention, and my pussy purred in appreciation. Instead of saying yes, I nodded my head, my eyes glowing with a deep need.

“Good, now release from me. I’m fucking you the way I want to.” I smirked a little. I released my legs slowly, sliding down the wall. Once I found my footing, he grabbed me by the arm and pulled me into the alleyway.

“Fucking me the way you want to?” I teased him, hoping just for a smidge of the darkness in his eyes.

“The. Way. I. Fucking. Want. To.” He turned growling at me, making sure I heard every single word he had said. My insides tingled with desires far darker than I had ever wanted. In this new world, life could be pulled from you in a second.

A walked next to him casually as if I wasn’t walking to my impending death by fucking. Our footsteps echoed on the pavement, and around the back of the lot, we came to a stop in front of a sleek car. It said ‘I have money,’ and it looked like sex on wheels.

“Where did you get this?” I asked curiously as I ran my hand across the hood. My pussy clenched at the very thought of being taken against the hood of the car.

“Where I got it from doesn’t matter nearly as much as what I’m going to do with you in it,” he exclaimed, a dark one-sided smile crossing his face. I took one step covering the distance between us.

“Fuck me… Please…” I begged, my eyes urging him for more. The idea of doing such a taboo thing in public was exhilarating, and even though I knew we could be caught and found by Mack at any second, I still wanted him. The idea of being found just added more to it.

“Oh, I will,” he growled cupping me between my jeans. My body bowed at his very touch, and as I reached up on my tiptoes, he came down to me with an intensity rivaled by nothing.

Spinning me around, I caught myself on the hood of the car. The black paint sparkled in the light. One second I was wearing pants, and the next, they were wrapped around my ankles as he pushed my panties to the side.

“Fuckkk….” I said quietly. Two fingers entered me with so much intensity, I found myself leaning against the car more and more as I slid up and down with every stroke.

“I hope you know how much I love you, Piccolo…” He growled in my ear as he continued to pump in and out of me. Leaning on my forearms, I pushed against him, wanting my own release now.

“Why?” I huffed out, questioning why we were even talking at this point. All I could think about was his cock inside of me.

“Because, I’m about to fuck you like I hate you. Hold on, baby…” His words were the only warning I was given as he withdrew from me and pulled at his belt. In less than five seconds, I felt his cock probing at my entrance. My mouth watered as he slid into me all the way to the hilt.

“Oh, god…” I cried out, my head falling toward the hood of the car. I could hear the traffic on the other side of the building, and if anyone drove down the alleyway, they would see us. Except none of those things bothered me.

Slamming into me over and over again, I found myself on the very verge of coming. Skin slapping against skin echoed around me, only pushing me further and further.

“Come for me…” he growled gripping my hair tightly as he pulled my head back to meet his lips. As if on command, my pussy clenched around him as he continued to pump in and out of me.

One of his hands gripped my hip hard while the other kept my lips on his. At that moment, all I could feel or see was Alzerro King and not another fucking thing mattered when we were like this.

“Give it to me, give me all of you,” he whispered his words, covering my body in a blanket of need. We were both covered in sweat, and with one shove, he was deeper than he ever had been.

“Come for me, Bree, come all over my cock….” he said tensing. His own releases were mere strokes away, and if twice wasn’t good enough, I came again, my insides falling over and over again.

Releasing my hair, he flipped me over, and pulled out, only to stare deeply into my eyes as he stroked himself. There was a deep look in his eyes, almost fear, and as he came, I watched his vision swarm with every emotion known to mankind. My own body shuddered with aftershocks as his hot cum landed on my sweat clad body.

The tension eased out of both of us, a huge smile showing on my face. The drinks I had earlier were a forgotten effect as the endorphins of my own release circulated through me.

“I love you, Bree… This will forever be a learning process for me. All I ask you to do is to try. If not for me, for us.” The way he talked and looked at me had my walls of existing anger crumbling. If you really loved someone, could you stay mad at them? Sometimes you had to pick your battles…