Page 122 of Kiss the Villain

I expect him to resist or throw a distasteful comment a la Gareth, but he simply jerks me up and down.

The position is awkward, but he strains to look at how his hand struggles to close around me, his lips parting, seeming utterly fascinated. His pace is slow at first, but then it turns rougher as he squeezes, going from base to top, flicking his thumb over the crown.

It takes all my goddamn control not to come, my cock leaking precum all over his fingers.

“I love your hand. I love how you’re working me up so good.”

“You do?”

“Mmm. Can’t you feel how I’m becoming rock hard?”

“Yeah. You’re sort of…pulsing in my hand. Your veins…uh…your cock does do that a lot. Pulsing, I mean.”

Fuck, he looks so flustered and turned on, it’s a sight to behold. He’s so goddamn adorable for a little psycho.

“Baby, much as I love your hand, I need to blow my load inside you.”

He stops and releases me, seeming unsure as he bites the corner of his lip. So I lick that lip as I position myself behind him and give a shove of my hips.

My muscles wind up when his walls clench around me and he cries out against my lips.

God damn.

God fucking damn.

I fucked him for the first time last night and it already feels as if I’ve been here my entire life.

Like this is the only place I belong.

He relaxes even as his ragged breaths fill the shower, and just like last night, he forces his body not to fight,allowingme in.

And I know he’s allowing it, because Gareth is deadly when he wants.

But right now, as he slightly sinks his teeth in my lip, letting me go all the way in, I can feel his muscles loosening, his breaths stuttering.

“You feel so fucking good, baby,” I speak close to his lips, licking the water off him. “My cunt is swallowing my cock like goddamn crazy.”

He gulps, his throat working up and down, water clinging to his Adam’s apple, but my view is constricted when he turns away, dropping his head on the glass as he grabs onto it.

Jerking my hips, I slam into him, bottoming out, and he cries out, the hoarse voice echoing with the sound of the splashing water. “Fuck.”

“That’s it. Take me.Allof me.”

I wrap my arm around his groin and squeeze his weeping cock. His back vibrates against my chest as I fuck him harder and harder.

“I’ve been thinking about being inside your ass nonstop, baby.”

“We just…did it yesterday.” His words are spoken in a moan.

“Doesn’t matter. I can live here, just watching my cock slipping in and out of my pussy, knowing how much you love it.”

His noises go up and up in volume until they fill my ears. Until they’re all I can hear.

My eyes focus on him in the mirror, where we’re visible up to his cock. He’s smaller than me and I look like a fucking animal behind him.

It’s the look in my eyes. I’m unhinged, out of control, filled with a primal need to claim him.

But he has his head down, looking at the floor or his cock in my hand, I don’t know.

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