Page 39 of Demon with Benefits
His fingers worked in tandem for several glorious minutes untilboom, she was coming. She cried out, and her body seized up, thighs trembling, inner muscles clenching around his finger.
“Fuck, baby, that was fast.” He kissed her neck, her jaw, her lips. “You need me bad, don’t you?”
“Shut up,” she moaned, and he laughed.
He scooped her up and sat her on the counter so they were at equal height. Her ankles hooked around his hips, and their mouths met again. She reached between their bodies and got a firm grip on his cock, and they both groaned.
Then, she stilled and glanced down. “Your dick is pierced.”
“Yeah.” It was the last thing on his mind at the moment. He just wanted inside of her.
“You pierced your dick.” She looked down at the curved barbell peeking through the head of his shaft and then back at him. “Jesus. Why?”
“Why not? You’ll be thanking me in a minute.”
“I’m already thanking you.”
“Yeah?”
“Yeah. It’s fucking hot.”
He grinned. The woman was full of compliments tonight, and he did not mind at all. He reached up and gripped the back of her neck, clenching his fingers so she knew who was in control.
Her eyes immediately went heavy-lidded, and fuck, the fact that she was submitting to him made him more impatient than ever. He crushed his mouth to hers, unable to wait a second longer.
Their bodies pressed together in as many places as possible, and next thing he knew, his cock was right where he wanted it, sliding through that slick arousal. Soaked in her release, he pushed into her sexy, tight, delicious wetness.
“Wait,” she gasped. “Condom?”
“Demon, remember? Can’t get sick, can’t get you pregnant.”
“Right. How could I forget what you—” Her words dissolved into a groan as he surged further forward.
“Fuck, you feel good.” His head spun from pleasure, his senses aflame, and he felt drunk from it. “So fucking tight and wet for me.”
“More, Meph.”
“Oh, I’m gonna give you more.”
She moaned as he sank deeper, her head falling back against the cupboards behind her.
He pushed through that final inch of resistance, relishing her cries as he slid back out of her and then punched his hips forward again. Black spots of pleasure danced across his vision as Iris dug her fingernails into his back, dragging them down to clench his ass, trying to force him to fuck her faster.
Well, all right, then. He scooped up her knee once more and held her open, and then he fucked her hard. It was frantic. It was crazy and passionate and wild.
She gave up trying to hold onto him in favor of bracing her hands on the cupboards. Her head tipped back, and she moaned so loud it hurt his ears, but it was the sexiest sound he’d ever heard in his life.
“Fucking... take all of me,” he panted, slamming into her over and over, still holding onto her leg so there was no escaping his brutal penetration. “Take my cock, baby.”
She groaned at his words, and her core muscles rippled around him, so he shoved his other hand between their bodies and found her clit. All he had to do was press against that tight little bundle of nerves and she was almost ready to come again—closer, closer, her moans getting louder—
And then she cried out. She tried to jerk out of his arms, trying to escape the intensity of her climax, but he wasn’t having any of that. He held on to her tight, fucking her fast and hard and wild.
“Fuck, I’m gonna come,” he moaned. “You’re gonna make me fucking come so hard.”
He pressed against her clit once more, and her core clenched around him, gripping him like a vice, and then she shouted his name, and yeah, that did him in.
He came hard. And he came forever. Months of pent-up sexual frustration with himself, his weird hang-ups, and his insane attraction to Iris meant this climax was epic.
