Page 97 of Little Psycho

“Well,” she quips, her fingers grazing the sensitive skin above my cock, hidden by the towel.“I’m all fucking ears.”

I grip her arms even tighter, my demeanor shifting as desire and need consume me, only one thing on my mind.“Be a good girl for me, Cali, and get on your fucking knees so I can fuck that bratty little mouth of yours.”

She looks taken aback by my sudden bluntness and newfound confidence, which is usually nonexistent.But regardless, she smirks, her eyes sparing with amusement and a dark sense of need, letting me know exactly what she needs right now—exactly what she wants.

Still tightly holding her, I tilt my head, a dominating look in my eyes.“I don’t know why I’m fucking repeating myself, but get the fuck on your knees or I’ll put you on them.”

“Go ahead and put me on them.Make me get on my knees for you,” she challenges, obviously playing the game along with me and fucking enjoying it too.

I slide my hands up to her shoulder and roughly shove her down to the floor, forcing her on her knees right in front of me.She licks her lips as her eyes travel to the towel covering my lower body.Fisting the hem, I yank it off in a single move, letting it drop to the floor beside her in a wet heap, my cock mere inches away from her beautiful face.

She cocks her head to the side, glancing up at me with a smoldering grin on her face that makes my dick grow right before her eyes.I reach down, fisting a decent chunk of her hair, pulling hard so the pain makes her scalp tingle and her eyes fill with water.I grip my cock at the base and inch forward, smacking the pierced tip against her lips before rubbing it all around them.Before she can say anything, the moment she parts her lips, I shove my dick between them with force, feeling the head press against the back of her throat.

“Get on your fucking knees, no sitting, and put your hands behind your back.Let's see if you can handle me fucking your mouth without being tempted to touch me.”I wink, tugging her hair to tilt her head back so my cock slides further down her throat.

She complies and rises, putting her hands behind her back as if she were getting put in handcuffs.And then she begins to suck me, her bobbing head matching my thrusting hips.Her warm mouth envelopes me, and each movement sends my heartbeat hammering in my chest, drowning out the chaotic music still pulsating in the background.

I pull her hair even tighter, using it as leverage to control the pace, guiding her and feeling every moan and gasp that escapes her lips vibrate against my skin.A soft whimper slips out from her throat as she struggles to adjust to the rhythm I’ve set, but her determination only spurs me on.

Drowning in desire, I lean into the sensation, reveling in the slick heat of her mouth.My body ignites with eerie push and pull as she takes me deeper, saliva glistening on her lips—a stark reminder that this raw and intoxicating moment is as much about her submission as it is about my dominance.

She’s been dying to relinquish control, craving to have someone dominate her instead of her playing the dominating role and having to control any and all situations.

Her eyes—bright and pleading—meet mine during the brief moments she pulls back to catch her breath.The fire within them drives me wild, and with a smirk, I thrust forward again, reminding her who’s in control.

Each time she lets out a muffled cry of pleasure, the sound fuels a primal urge to dominate her completely—to show her just how much I’ve been craving this too.

“You’re doing so fucking good,” I grunt, watching as she leans into the rhythm, her brow furrowed in concentration.“Take it all for me, baby.Don’t fucking hold back.”

I guide her head with a firm grip, pushing deep, loving the way her throat tightens around my cock and the way her eyes widen, flooding with tears that splash down her cheeks, perfectly mixing the beautiful pain with pleasure.

But I need more—more from her, more of this connection that feels like a release from everything that haunts us both.I tug her hair again, giving her a playful tank that draws another gurgled whimper from her mouth, making her throat tighten around my cock.

“Faster, Cali,” I demand, the urgency in my voice rising as I quicken my pace.

She responds without hesitation, her determination sparking something primal within me.The way she leans into my thrusts, pushing her limits, drives me into a frenzy, and I can feel the pressure building in my core.

“Earn it, baby,” I growl, my control sinking deeper into the moment.“You want me to fuck your throat like I mean it?Show me how much you fucking want it.”

With every thrust, I can see the fight within her—a beautiful struggle against her own limits.She opens her mouth and sucks me even deeper than I thought she could, her tongue gliding along my shaft and toying with my piercings, making me shiver.Just as I feel myself nearing the edge, I draw back, leaving her panting and gasping for air.

Before she can catch her breath, I tug her to her feet in a single move, capturing her lips with mine and tasting the remnants of my precum on her tongue.As we break apart, I guide her backward to the edge of the shower, where the cold tiles contrast starkly with the heat radiating between us.My hands find her hips, grounding her as I let my fingers glide across her skin, igniting every nerve ending alive with anticipation.

I drive forward, plunging deep inside her pussy, claiming her warmth with each powerful thrust.The combination of heat and wetness envelopes me, and each push sends us further into the fiery edge of danger and lust, dancing on the brink of the chaos surrounding us.I fuck her harder, becoming even more turned on by the wet sounds gushing from her cunt every time I dive inside her.

Her body responds like a symphony, each note vibrating in perfect harmony with mine.Her moans are a chorus that pleads for more, mixing with the sound of our sweaty bodies slapping together.

With each movement, I can feel her pussy squeezing my cock, and the tension between us reaches almost unbearable heights.I lean in, capturing her mouth in another desperate kiss, still tasting myself on her tongue.

“That’s it, baby,” I encourage, feeling her walls clench rhythmically around me.

Her cries grow louder, each one music to my ears.She shatters around me, each thrust making her cunt clench harder.I hold her, filing her with my cum as she clings to me too, our eyes deadlocked on one another.

Together, we dissolve into bliss, lost in the aftershock of our bodies moving as one, the chaos blurring into oblivion.Each breath we share whispers the truth: we are alive; together we’ll rise from the ashes of our past, and whatever the world throws at us, we’ll face it together.

THIRTY-SIX

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