Page 61 of Little Monster
I grab the button on his jeans with trembling fingers, and he moans when I pry it loose. Then I’m shimmying his pants down over his hips, and my tongue wets my lips when he springs free.
Fuck, he looks good.
Dex steps out of his jeans and kicks them aside. I grab the hem of my T-shirt, needing to get this clothing off, and pull it over my head, along with the bralette I’m wearing. Dex watches me drop the fabric to the floor, his chest rising and falling with heavy breaths. My nipples harden beneath his gaze.
“Kiss me,” I say.
So he does.
His mouth crashes into mine again, and I drag my hands through his hair. Dex reaches for my hips, for the last piece of thin fabric still separating us. He grabs my thong, yanks it over my legs, and flings it across the kitchen.
As his gaze shifts down, I open my legs for him, let him see how wet I am. And in response, his length throbs.
He sweeps me up, and now I’m in his arms again, naked against his body, legs around him. He carries me across the living room, pausing only to hit a switch on the wall, casting us into darkness. The firelight flickers in the living room, and the city lights send dim colors sparkling across the walls.
Cold glass presses into my back, makes me gasp against Dex’s mouth. Every sensation is heightened; it feels like my nerve endings are on fire.
Dex pushes me firmly against the sliding glass door, braces my body against it. I think briefly of the neighbors, wonder if anyone can see us. The thought makes me even more wet.
Let them see.
Hands gripping my ass cheeks, Dex slides me slowly down his firm body. The head of his dick touches my entrance, teases me. He holds me there until I finally whimper my protests.
“Look at me.” Dex breaks our kiss, pulling back so he can see my face.
Breathless, I settle my head back against the glass. His lips are slightly swollen, cheeks flushed, and the muscles in his jaw are taut. I can see how he clenches his teeth; it makes me want to drag my tongue along his neck.
Like me, he’s completely naked, save for the heavy chain hanging around his neck. I see flashes of that chain in my dreams, have fantasized about him using it to shackle my hands above my head.
The next thing I know, the chain is in my grasp, warm from where it sits against Dex’s skin, and I twist it in my hand, relishing the pinch of his skin as it tightens around his neck. Then I’m dragging my tongue along the links, tasting the mix of metal and salt.
And this time when Dex growls into my ear, it’s feral.
He slams me up against the glass, forcing a gasp from my lungs.
“Tighter,” he whispers into my ear.
So I twist the chain tighter, until Dex winces at the metal digging into his skin. He can’t pull away now, is trapped eye to eye with me. And I’m looking deep into his blue eyes when he finally lowers me onto his dick.
Immediately, I release his chain, and he drags in a heavy breath, sinking himself deep into me. His teeth are on my neck, trailing across my shoulder, and then there’s a burst of pain when he bites down—hard. At the same time, he thrusts into me, and I cry out.
My skin is slick on the glass, my body sliding up and down each time he sinks his length into me. He releases my shoulder from his jaws, lifts me off his dick, and then lowers me to my bare feet.
“If you wanna play with my chains,” he growls into my ear, spinning me around so my ass is pressed up against him, “you’ll have to say please.”
I hesitate, panting for breath.
What he doesn’t know is that I’d beg at his feet, would bow before his altar if it meant I got to feel his mouth on me one more time, feel the heat of his gaze as it moves across my skin.
“Please,” I whisper.
“Please what?” He reaches around the front of my body, slides his fingers between my legs. His touch makes me gasp, and I push myself against him, wanting more.
“Please,” I repeat, slower this time, “put me in your chains.”
Against my ass cheeks, his dick gets harder.
I’m pressed against the door, hands on the cool glass, and all I hear is Dex’s heavy breathing and the clinking of links as the metal falls from his neck.
