Page 7 of Psycho Killers

When his hand slips between the edges of the blanket and up the t-shirt I wore to bed, my head falls back onto his shoulder, my eyes closing from the comfort of his touch as he lightly grazes my stomach with his fingertips. I shiver, his hand slowly moving toward the apex of my thighs, covered only by the thin, silky fabric of my thong.

"Mmm," I moan, my voice echoing in the dead of night.

"Let me make you relax, Little Mystery," he whispers in my ear, swiftly dipping his fingers beneath the band of my underwear, teasingly gliding them up and down the slit of my pussy, making me wet.

I don't resist. I lean back further, spreading my legs as if to encourage him to take what he wants. And he fucking does. As he sinks his teeth into the side of my neck, he slides two fingers inside of me, pumping with perfection, his cock growing hard under my ass.

"Fuck this pussy is soaked," he grunts, thrusting in a corkscrew motion that makes my toes curl against the cold wood.

I wiggle my ass, feeling his cock twitch against it, a grin curling along my lips. Reaching under my ass, I manage to undo his zipper. Sensing where this heading, Five lifts his ass slightly, helping me pull his pants down, freeing his cock and letting it slap against my ass.

"Go ahead and sit on it, Cali. Be my good fucking girl," he growls, his sexy tone causing my legs to tremble.

I squirm on his lap, and he roughly grabs my neck, turning my head to the side while he tightens his grip. I bat my lashes, his eyes glistening, and smile as Five inches his mouth close to mine. Without warning, he slams his lips on mine, kissing me with urgency and dominance. His tongue explores the inside of my mouth like there's buried treasure in there that he's so desperate to find.

I cling to him, my nails sinking into the skin on the side of his thighs, my hips rolling to the beat of the bustling city below. I kiss him back, trying to keep up with each lash, flick, and brush of his tongue.

As we tangle together, the world around us fades away, the city's noisy heartbeat becoming a distant memory. I feel the heat radiating between us, igniting something deep inside me. Five’shand finds its way to my waist, gripping me tightly, as if afraid I might slip away.

With a sudden movement, he pulls me closer, and my body melds against his. I can feel the pulse in his chest matching my racing heartbeat. The kiss deepens, and I surrender completely, lost in the sensations that flood my senses. Every breath, every touch, draws me further into this intoxicating moment. But just as quickly as it began, he breaks the kiss, lingering only a breath away. His eyes, fierce and smoldering, lock onto mine.

"You have no fucking idea what you do to me," he murmurs, his voice low and gravelly.

I feel the words wash over me, stirring a mixture of thrill and vulnerability in my chest.

A playful smirk dances on my lips, masking the flutter of nerves churning within. "Maybe I do," I reply coyly, letting the tease linger in the air between us.

There’s an electric tension, a promise of what’s to come, and I can feel it in every fiber of my being. With a swift motion, Five shifts slightly, his breath mingling with mine, creating a delicious atmosphere of anticipation.

“You think you can handle it?” he asks, his words dripping with challenge. The playful tension hangs thick, and I can’t resist his daring gaze.

“Oh, I’m just getting started,” I reply boldly, leaning in to capture his lips once more.

The urgency returns, our kisses growing more passionate, more desperate, as if we were the only two people in the universe. The chaos of the city below fades completely, leaving just the taste of exhilaration and the thrum of unanswered desires.

As our bodies press together, I feel the world ignite around us. I lift my ass and guide his cock inside me, sitting down with an arch in my back that makes him growl, squeezing my throattightly. I rock and grind, my hair blowing in the wind, letting Five’s touch take me away.

The darkness consumes us again, making us feel one. Five yanks my head back and gives me a Spiderman kiss, thrusting his hips and pushing his cock even deeper. I swallow hard, feeling his palm practically crushing my windpipe. But I keep riding him, slamming down on his cock after slowly sliding up.

"You're fucking mine, Calista, aren't you?" Five asks out of nowhere, reminding me of the talk we had when I got his name tattooed on the back of my neck.

"Yes, I'm yours, Five," I grunt, rocking frantically back and forth so my clit rubs against his pelvis. "But if I'm yours, then you're mine... no one else's."

I hear him sigh, and then there's silence, so I try to turn around to look at him, but he forces my head forward and begins to fuck me from underneath me, and not gently either. Apparently unsatisfied, we stand up, still stuck together with his cock buried inside me. He forces me to the railing, bending me over it so my tits hang off the edge, and I feel like I'm half upside down.

"Five, don't drop me," I beg, suddenly afraid of something—possibly the first thing ever.

He laughs, but it's dark; his entire demeanor and attitude have shifted. "I won't drop you, but I am gonna fuck you... and it's gonna fucking hurt," he whispers, slamming me back on his cock so deep that I feel a sharp pain in my stomach.

I grip the railing as he fucks me, thrusting me into it over and over. His warm lips set fire to my back as he kisses along my shoulder blades and down my spine, his cock stretching me out with each stroke. Just as I feel myself about to come, Five pulls out, laughing evilly. I turn around, moving my head so fast I get dizzy. I don't even get a chance to speak before he shoves me against the railing again, keeping a firm hold on my lower back.And then he slides his cock into my ass, making me jump and shriek at the sudden shock. Something cold and hard eases into my pussy, but the familiar click and spring of the safety let's me know it's his gun right away.

"Five, wh?—"

"Shh, be a good girl. Be my good little psycho, and come all over my gun while I fill your tight little ass with my cum." He licks a line on my cheek, tracing my jaw, and gives me a painful yank of my hair as it’s wrapped around his knuckles.

"Why do you want me, Five?" I blurt out, my mind suddenly drifting further away.

He focuses on his thrusts—fast and deep in my ass and slow and teasing in my pussy, making me clench around his gun, gripping the railing tighter. He doesn't say anything for what feels like forever. And fuck, I feel like a fucking idiot inside for asking in the middle of us fucking. I regret it and suddenly wonder if I've ruined things between us.

---