Page 128 of The Villain

“I need you,” he immediately gives in. As if that’s going to stop this lesson.

“You have needed me. And said nothing,” I drag my nails over his spasming stomach. His abs tighten after the motion as he groans.

I lose the lesson as I rock over him, watching his eyelashes flutter as he strains to watch. His hands are above his head but he’s pulling them apart, digging the metal deeper into his wrists. Unlike him, I don’t mind him getting bruised up.

“Tell me what you need,” I pant out, moving faster but refusing to take more of him inside me.

“You,” he strains out through gritted teeth. “Now.”

I stop moving and brace myself over him to meet his eyes.

“You have me now. What else, statue? Do you want me to stop?”

I shift as if I’m going to move off him.

“No!” He barks, that monstrous tone wrenching out of him. “I want you to fuck me until I fill you up. So hard that you’re bruised.”

I lose my breath at the insistence. I’m no longer in control, even though he’s cuffed and unmoving beneath me.

His greedy eyes trail down my body as I wait above him.

“And you want it too. You’re soaking me. Come on baby. Take it all.”

“Such a tease,” I pant and drop down on him as hard as he wants.

The first full entry makes us both tense up. And then I’m moving without any further thought. He groans and talks through it in that dark tone, luring me in like I did to him. I’m bested at my own game and I couldn’t be happier.

I can feel him bottoming out as I bounce, my palms braced on his chest. I bite my lip hard enough to draw blood.

“Come on, baby. Harder,” he snaps, watching my body move with a feral grin that usually rests on my lips. The sight of it has an orgasm riding me out of nowhere.

My back arches with the painful pleasure of it.

“Keep going,” he leans up to keep our gazes locked. “Don’t fucking stop.”

My nails dig in as I obey.

Choked noises come out of my throat as the orgasm shifts like a wave inside me. The attention goes to my clit and back inside, leaving me gaping at the intensity.

“Don’t stop,” he chokes out, his head falling back as his arms jerk. The metal of the cuffs creaks as he strains. He lets out a sharp grunt that turns into a long moan.

I keep going, prolonging it for both of us until I can’t move anymore. I collapse over him, both of us covered in sweat.

“I,” his voice trails away as his head rolls and he loses whatever he was about to say.

I kiss along his throat, drugged by the feel of him. He softens and I’m able to get up on trembling legs. He watches me with a monstrous look as if I’m the prey for once. I lean down to kiss my monster. He bites my tongue, hard enough to be a threat without drawing blood, and grins when I slowly pull away.

I go into the bedroom to catch my breath and clean up, bringing a cloth back to clean him too.

He’s still sprawled in the same position, watching me take care of him. His expression eases from darkly smug to gentle pleasure, the monster fading back to let Shade out.

The keys he left on the table get used but he leaves his arms where they are. It’s me doing the tender rub down this time. Something I’m not experienced with but enjoy thoroughly. No wonder he wanted to do it earlier.

“You have a high sex drive. So do I. We’re evenly matched everywhere,” I tell him softly. His eyes go to my face as his brows furrow.

“Are you sore?”

The concern after the insistence that I bruise myself on him makes my head tilt in confusion.

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