Page 269 of Hateful Games

“You want to kill me like you whine all the time, your cunt might just do the job,” he growls.

I watch him through my blurry gaze to find his hands gripping the headboard.

His muscles flexing and bunching in restraint as he fights his impulse to pound into me from below.

My nipples peak and my clit throbs having him under my mercy. Wanting to torture him even worse, I slow my thrusts and lean down to lick his nipples.

Circling it with my tongue, I suck them into my mouth and cry out when he meets my hips in a savage slam from below.

“You promised,” I complain when he cheats.

“And you said you wanted to ride my dick. Yet all I can feel is you grinding and sitting on it.” He barks roughly, taunting, “If your tits aren’t bouncing in my face, you’re not doing the job right. Work those hips you tease me with every goddamn day.”

Asshole.

His rough and scolding remarks do the job of challenging me.

Daring me.

“I was taking it easy on you anyways, Nova. Don’t want you to come so soon,” I retort.

It only makes his cock twitch and throb inside me. The bastard loves riling me up, even while we’re fucking.

God, I hate him.

“Fuck my cock like you desperately wanted or let me fuck the sass out of you.”

“I think I won’t let you come at all,” I growl before using his broad shoulders as leverage to rise and thrust down on his cock.

His balls slap against my ass every time I bottom out. My whimpers and his animalistic grunts fill the space around us. I love hearing his pleasure that he feels because of me.

I bring him down to this.

No one else. Me.

The power has me riding him faster. “Oh god,” I cry out when I change the angle, his cockhead hitting my G-spot.

“What happened to not letting me come, hmm?” he taunts, despite the desire and savageness lurking in his features.

“Shut up.”

He doesn’t.

“You’re going to look so stunning with my piercings. I will tease and toy with your tits for hours. Biting, sucking, pulling with my teeth.” His filthy mouth continues pushing me toward the edge. “I’ll have you so wet and stimulated until I force orgasm after orgasm from just playing with your tits alone.”

“Nova!” I moan, my thighs shaking from exertion.

“Yeah… keeping riding my dick like a good little slut.”

“Oh fuck.” My rhythm stutters and I almost beg him to finish me off.

“Turn around and ride my dick,” he says.

“Stop cheating.” I complain.

It has no effect on him. “Let me see that ass shake, sweetheart. You can control my orgasm all you want. Torture me, Rosa.”

The need in his throaty voice has me obeying and reverse cowgirl riding him. The things he’s had me do in our bed. The only time I like listening to him, pleasing him.

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