Page 58 of Ruthless God

If I wanted her dead, she would have been dead already. I use one hand to grip her hip and the other to unbutton her pants. After I unzip them, I yank them down to her ankles. When I remove her cotton panties, I slide my fingers inside of her pussy and she lets out a squeal.

Damn, she soaks my skin, causing my dick to ache in my pants. I knew she would get off on me controlling her and putting her life in danger like this.

“P-please, Snow. Let me go. I don’t like this.”

“Your pussy says otherwise. You’re soaking my fingers, Blue.”

She lets go of the rail and I have to hold her tighter.

“Grip the rail or you will fall.”

I use my other hand to yank out my dick from my gray sweatpants, stroking it.

“We’re going to play a little game,” I tell her.

Despite the cold, my dick aches with the need to be inside of her.

“Snow, this is crazy! I’m not playing no goddamn game! Put me down, I’m scared!”

I ignore her. “If you don’t play, I’m going to drop you.”

She shakes her head, so I push her farther, causing her hair to fall over the rail. “W-what?”

“You heard me.”

“This is insane. You’re going to kill me because I won’t play with you.”

I ignore her. “Who do you belong to?”

She snaps her mouth shut, grinding her teeth, and I lean her over the rail some more.

She screams.

“Snow! You’re going to drop me!”

“That’s the idea.”

I get on my knees, holding her in place and putting my mouth on her clit, licking her like I’m dying of thirst.

“Keep going, Snow.”

I pull away from her, and she lets out a moan. Interesting. I knew she was an adrenaline junkie, but this only confirms it. She’s getting off on the thrill of me having full control over her life.

I inch her farther over the rail. She’s lightweight, easy for me to grab and hold on to.

“Who. Do. You. Belong. To?”

Tears well in her eyes and drip off her face.

She doesn’t respond.

“Not talking, huh?”

Digging my nails into her hips, I shove my dick inside of her, while her juices drip down my balls. Her pussy grips me, milking me hard. She comes from the adrenaline rush alone.

I thrust into her as hard as I can as she moans my name.

I’m going to switch tactics.

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