Page 10 of The Queen's Joker

I bite my lip as his hand jerks his cock. The tip has gathered pre-cum, and my tongue licks my lower lip, wishing I could taste it. Like a predator going for his prey, he moves quickly, sliding me under me. His hands grip me from behind and surprise me when his gigantic hands grip my hips and slide me up to his mouth. Joker now lies on the bed as he has me ride his face in reverse cowgirl, and I want to grab ahold of him, but he laps at my pussy like I am his favorite dessert. His tongue runs from my clit to my asshole. He spreads me as he fucks me with his tongue. Fuck, I am going to come so fast, but I don’t care. I grind myself against his face, and his pierced tongue expertly plays with me until I come on his face.

My wetness covers him, and he groans. “I want to drown in your cum. It would be the perfect death.” Why did that make me wetter? He can make death and sex sound so sexy. Yet, he keeps up his torture, not giving me time to recover as he spanks my ass. Joker hisses as I grip his shaft in my hand.

The object of my sexual desire stares up at me. The gods have blessed him as I reach my tongue out and lick the head of his cock. Joker sucks my clit into his mouth and penetrates me with two fingers. I get distracted and grind into his face as he plays my body like he has access to cheat codes.

I will feel him tomorrow. Down his shaft are six piercings going horizontal, then a barbell running through the head and out under the head. I am going to ride a Jacob’s ladder. When I let out a moan, his cock thrusts up slightly, and I gladly accommodate. My pussy tightens against his fingers at the sight. Holy shit, I knew the man would be packing, but this is better than my imagination could come up with. He is long and girthy, and I feel like a champ as I get used to him, allowing my throat to relax while I take him as far as I can.

His groans spur me on and make my pussy so wet. He might get his wish and drown in my cum. I am going to need the extra wetness when I sink onto this cock. That thought alone makes me cream again on his face.

Chapter fourteen

Her pussy is delicious as I continue to lap and suck. I have dreamed of doing this for so long, and my imagination hasn’t even come close. She comes so beautifully, and I want to do this to her every day. I have planned out what I want to do for what feels like forever and will take my time. However, when she leans forward, my concentration breaks for a second as her clit is now in my mouth, which gives me access to let my fingers join the fun. She is wet enough as I tease two fingers around her hole. Not giving her a warning, I shove them both inside of her while sucking on her clit.

The sounds she makes are music to my ears as she tightens around my fingers, which makes my body buck up on instinct and slide further into her mouth. My eyes roll back in my head. I know her body inside and out and am determined to show her I’ve kept my mental notes from watching her. Yes, watching was torture, but it is paying off now. I knew why they would throw their lives away to be between her thighs. Experiencing it firsthand, I would gladly let her ruin me.

Nothing could have prepared me for how good her mouth would feel. She swallows me down and slides me down her throat. I try so hard to keep a hold of her quivering body as my moan sets her off, and I happily lick her release. She pulls off and turns her body around. Her fingers pull the hem of her oversized T-shirt over her head. Her rose-colored nipples beckon me to them, with her sternum and chest tattoo highlighting them. She is the most stunning woman I’ve ever seen. I sit up, not wanting to wait, and pull one into my mouth. My tongue swirls around before my teeth bite, causing her to arch back.

The feel of her wet pussy leaking onto my cock drives me wild. When I go to give attention to her other nipple, she whispers in my ear, “Tell me you’re clean.”

I pull myself off of her nipple and pinch it between my fingers. She bucks up, teasing the tip of my cock, playing just the tip at her entrance. “Yes, never been without a condom,” I groan. I am thinking about how amazing she will feel sinking into bare. She will be the only woman I will ever allow to have me this way—no barriers between us.

“Then allow me to take both of our cherries.” She slams herself down, taking me in one thrust. It is perfect, and I have to close my eyes. It feels like heaven being wrapped up in her heat. She is so tight, so wet, and all mine. Nothing else and no one will ever compare to her. I am ruined, and I hope she never stops being mine.

I open my eyes, and we stare at each other. Our mouths agape, we enjoy each other’s feelings. After a minute, she rides me while rotating her hips. She takes my face between her hands while moving up and down on my cock. “Tell me you’re mine.”

My heart stills in my chest, wondering if she can read my mind. Without hesitation, I kiss her hard before putting my hands on her hips and thrusting hard into her. “I’ve always been yours, my Queen.” She bites down where my neck meets my shoulder before sucking it hard into her mouth.

I almost come just from her, marking me as hers. It’s what I have always wanted to be hers. When she pulls away, I take the opportunity to flip her over. I want to see her ass and play with her clit as I hammer into her tight cunt. Looking down, watching my cock rock in and out. Her wetness coats me, and I smack her ass. “Tell me you’re mine,” I growl down to her. I grasp her by her hair, twisting her head back as I pull her mouth to mine, needing all of her at once.

“Right there!” I angle my cock to hit the spot she needs. “I’m yours... Just don’t stop!” Her legs wrap themselves around my legs as if she would not let me leave her heat even if I wanted to. As if that would ever be a possibility.

I am finally home, and I will never let her go. “This pussy is mine. Only mine!” I tell her as I bite her neck, needing her to wear my mark as well. She is everything, and I need the world to know she is mine like I am hers.

“Only yours, J! I’m going to come! Come with me, please!” When her pussy spasms against my cock, I swallow her screams before she bites my bottom lip. I stand no chance of not honoring her request as I pump my cum inside of her.

I lick up her spine and then to her neck before pulling her close and wrapping my arms around her. My cock is still hard, and I keep thrusting up into her. I am slightly terrified this will be the only time I will be inside of her.

She leans back, arching her back and grinding her ass into me. Her arm wraps around my neck as she kisses me. “Please tell me this isn’t a mistake.” I need to address my fears now. This will never be enough. There is no way that I can let her go. I’ve fought this for so long and I cannot put myself back in the hell I was living, not after I’ve had my hands run over her body. I need to do it over and over. My eyes plead with her dark blue ones to please keep me. She is all I need.

Her arm wraps around my neck, pulling me into a kiss before she pulls back, looks at me, and smiles. “Never. You’re mine, remember?” she whispers.

That statement makes me groan and wish I had a quicker recovery time, which makes me panic. “Fuck, Queen! I didn’t even think. Are you on the pill?”

Her whole body goes rigid against me. I close my eyes, prepared for the worst because I have fucked up.

Chapter fifteen

Damn, I hoped that I would have more time before this conversation happened. Part of me wants to lie and brush it off, but I can’t lie to Joker. I sit up and look down at his face, wanting to memorize it in case this is the last time I see him like this. Sweaty, naked, smelling of sex and me. My heart feels like it’s being squeezed in my chest. To have everything I have ever wanted and now to lose it all feels so cruel. Never give in to your weaknesses. He will leave or die. I force myself to look at him, and his eyes implore me, searching my face for whatever is troubling me. After all I have put him through, the man still always thinks it’s him who is the issue. It’s like he can’t believe there is something wrong with me. Have I made him feel that way all these years? He pulls my fingers to his lips and kisses them, making tears come to my eyes. Is this what love feels like? This is what I’ve been missing and needing my whole life. I know this man would never be soft like this to anyone else. If he was, I couldn’t bear it if he touched someone else and looked at them like he was looking at me right now. Has it always been there and I didn’t see it?

One thing about Joker I never had to worry about is the fact that nobody can make him do anything he doesn’t want to. If he wanted someone like how he is touching me and loving my body like he is now, Joker will hold on with both hands. Hold seems like too delicate of a word for it, and Joker would tear into what he wanted—leaving no room for doubt or being able to get away from him. The rest of the world be damned. I have wanted to see it, and now I must say the words I fear.

The words that I am about to expose a secret that might make me lose him forever. “If this is a deal breaker for you, I won’t hold it against you.” I reach out and stroke his face. “When you found me when we had to go to the hospital… There was too much damage, and they performed an emergency hysterectomy. I can never have kids. Well, we could do egg retrieval and all that, but I don’t want kids.”

“Thank fuck.” His whole body relaxes as he sits up and grabs my face. “Sorry, that came out wrong. I am sorry that happened to you. This changes nothing for me. You’re all I have ever wanted. If anything, I am relieved. You’re all I need.”

Tears prick my eyes. This is the truth I was terrified of revealing, and all feeling from him was a relief. I wrap my arms around his neck and hold him chest to chest. “You’re okay with this? Never having kids with me if we stay together?”

His thumb wipes away my tears. “I never wanted kids. Kids are a huge no for me. Winnie is cool, but fuck no.” He shivers like the very thought is terrifying. The man can assassinate people without a thought, but the idea of kids terrifies him. I can’t help the laugh that comes out. “The entire process looks terrible. You could probably talk me into a puppy, but I am not even sold on a puppy. It’s way more likely, though. I will be so happy to be the cool uncle, though. Jack and King better watch it.” He smiles at me, and it’s a rare sight to behold.

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