Page 50 of Psycho Sinners

I gasped as he whirled me around, hoisting me onto the edge of the sink and forcing me to grab onto his shoulders for balance.

The air was torn from me as he drove into me with force, his hand circling my neck and holding me steady.

I grabbed his wrist, digging my nails into it as he hissed, his lip curling upwards as he continued driving into me.

“Wrap your legs around me,” he growled, and I glared at him, wanting to disobey.

He grunted as he used his free hand to hoist one leg over his hip, his grip tightening on my throat until my airflow was cut off.

“Do it,” he growled.

Our gazes were locked in a silent standoff, his dick now buried inside me but his movements frozen.

It wasn’t until my chest was on fire, my vision blurring, that I finally relented and wrapped my legs around him.

His grip on my neck loosened, and I sucked in painful gulps of air. I swear my throat had only finally healed up mostly from last time, and here I was, testing him again.

“Good girl,” he quipped with a smirk, and I bared my teeth. My expression faltered when he drove into me hard and deep, making me hiss before those lips crashed against mine.

I tried to turn my head away, hating how soft his lips were, his tongue skating over my lower lip before sucking on it.

He broke the forbidden kiss, giving me his damned lopsided smile before he pulled back.

I arched as his free hand found my clit once more, teasing it as he pounded into me.

Fuck.

I squirmed, not wanting my body to betray me, not with him, but I couldn’t change the angle as he continued burying himself in me, working my clit with expert fingers.

“Look at me, kitten,” he grunted, his fingers digging into my throat as I tried to look anywhere but him. “I said look at me!” His grip tightened, and I dragged my gaze to his.

The scowl that had crossed his face morphed back into a wicked smirk, and I swallowed as the wretched pleasure reached breaking point.

“That’s right, kitten, we’re the only ones who will bring you bliss from now on, got that?” Those dark eyes were swallowing me up, burning with a wickedness that made my heart flutter madly.

A soft cry escaped my lips as the climax hit me, rolling through my body as I quivered and quaked.

“Fuck.” He drove into me hard, his dick pulsing inside me as he unloaded, his own body jerking from the orgasm.

Our gazes were still locked, and there was something strange dancing in those depths as an odd smile crossed his face for a moment. Then it was gone as he yanked out of me, releasing my throat and leaving me on the edge of the sink.

“You want to hate it, but your body says otherwise,” he said smugly as he reached for the hand towel and used it to clean his slick cock before zipping up his pants.

“I hate you,” I muttered.

He moved fast, his hand around my throat in an instant as his face moved before mine. My heart lurched at the closeness, fear spiking in me.

“You want to hate me, kitten,” he said with that goddamn smirk that made my blood boil. “But you’ll learn to feel other ways for me. You want me, you want this bliss, you want the chaos.”

“I don’t want you,” I spat the words with enough venom that the edge of his smirk faltered, just.

He cocked his head at me, searching my eyes, and I didn’t back down as I held those dark orbs. My hand was wrapped around his wrist, an automatic reaction to when he’d grabbed me.

“You like the fire, kitten,” he said as he reached into his pocket and fished something out.

I heard the familiar click of metal, and then felt the warmth as he brought the flame up to my wrist.

The damned bastard had my lighter. I’d wondered what had happened to it.

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