Page 52 of Kings & Carnage

His hands were all over me as his mouth crushed mine in a brutal kiss.

I moaned, letting him pillage my mouth, because that was what Neo did when we were alone. He was an invading force that occupied my body. There was no room for hesitation or dissent.

Not that I wanted to dissent.

The force of Neo's hunger swept everything else out of my mind and body and I was all too happy to be left vacant, no room for anything but his hands and mouth and dick.

I wrapped my arms around his neck and molded myself to his hard body. His cock was huge and rock-hard against my stomach and I reached down and took it in my hand.

He growled into my mouth as I stroked, then spun me around fast to face the bank of cabinets.

"I don't think you understand the game, Jezebel." His breath was hot against my ear. "I'm the predator. You're the prey. And you’ve been caught.”

He wedged his knee between my thighs, spreading my legs.

His dick was pressed against my ass, every movement of his body making me hotter and more desperate to feel him inside me.

He slid a hand between my thighs and stroked through the wet folds of my cunt. "I knew it. You're fucking soaked." He circled my clit and spoke against my neck. "You love this, don't you?”

"Yes," I gasped, riding his hand. I was already close to coming, the darkness around us and the hot press of his body creating one hell of an erotic fantasy.

"You can let Rock baby you," he murmured. "Oscar can comfort you. But nobody fucks you like I fuck you.”

He drove into me from behind all at once.

I cried out from the pure pleasure of it, holding on to the edge of the cabinet, beyond caring that we were fucking like two wild animals in a dirty dusty closet.

His hands closed around my tits. "Fuck, your pussy is good. So hot and tight.”

He dragged out of me and I pressed backward, letting him know I wanted more.

The slap of his hand against my bare ass made me yelp.

"I decide how fast we go, Jezebel. Your job is to take it like a good little bad girl," he said. "Tell me your job.”

He was poised at my entrance, obviously waiting for me to answer to give me more of what I wanted.

It was a testament to how much I wanted it that I obeyed. "I have to take it like a good little bad girl.”

Somewhere in the back of my mind I knew I would hate myself later for saying the words, but right now, I could barely get them out around my hunger for him.

“Yeah you do," he said, driving back into me.

He moved faster behind me, fucking me in a frenzy, like he couldn't bury himself inside me fast enough, his fingers pinching my nipples while he squeezed my tits.

I was lost in a private world of primal pleasure, the confined darkness adding to the feeling that we were alone and spinning through space with nothing but our bodies and the need for release.

I panted as my orgasm built, rocking my ass against him as he slid into me, stretching me wide and hitting my cervix with his gargantuan dick.

His palm landed with another slap on my ass. It was probably meant to be a punishment for daring to move or trying to set a pace, but if this was punishment I was a fucking masochist because it threw me over the edge, into the abyss of my climax.

“Oh my god…" The orgasm hit me like a freight train, slamming through my body as Neo groaned behind me.

"Fuck yes," he said, pounding into me. "I love to make that sweet pussy come.”

He groaned long and low, animalistic and guttural, and I knew he was coming too, spilling into me as I shuddered around him, the slapping of our bodies and our panting breath the only sound in the darkened room.

When it was over, he spun me around to face him and took my face in his hands.

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