Page 13 of Vow of Revenge
“I’ve never felt like this before.”
“It won’t last forever. Can you handle it?”
“Don’t worry about me. I’m fine, Kaleb.” I was fighting the nerves thrashing against my ribcage.
A low chuckle rumbled in the back of his throat, vibrating against my neck. “I’m not worried about either of us,” he whispered. “This isn’t real, little mouse. After tonight, all this will just be a memory.”
“Did you only help me so you could bring me back here?” I knew the answer, why I had to clarify it was senseless.
“It suits us both. I’ll watch over you until you come down from the ecstasy, and you’ll fuck me so hard that my balls will hurt in the morning.”
“Sounds fair.” My eyes closed when his hand drifted lower. “Will you hurt me?”
“Only if you let me.” My chin dipped, and I swallowed back the lump in my throat. What did that even mean. “We’ve gotthis…” His arm dropped away and he slipped a hand into his jeans pocket. In a heartbeat, he set a rolled-up cigarette on the counter. “It’s a joint, to help calm everything. But first, I want to enjoy the last of this pill. I’m going to fuck you, little mouse, just how you want me to.”
His fingertips moved slowly down to my stomach, brushing over my naval. Fading out the music, I inhaled a gust of his fresh aftershave, lost in his touch as the adrenaline kicked in with a powerful jolt. His nails journeyed to the rim of my leggings, slipping underneath.
This is how it all ends, how my life falls apart. I could feel the chemicals burning in my bloodstream and internally accepted the volts of desire as just that, not just the electrified sensation of his featherlight touch. It was confusing and tormenting me. I was free falling into him, deeper and deeper.
This isn’t real.
“I bet you’re soaking wet for me,” he growled.
I was dripping with excitement, shamelessly needing his fingers to find me, ready and waiting. Pressing my ass into his groin, I met the hardness of his cock, straining against his zipper. My wish was granted when he found my swollen nub.
“What a dirty little bitch. No panties.” His breathing hitched. “You really are a fucking tease, aren’t you?” His exhale of desire sent me spiralling before he even began his wicked torture. A hand swept underneath the stretchy fabric across my ass cheek, squeezing the plump flesh. “You feel so fucking amazing,” he groaned low in his throat like the words weren’t meant to come out in the open. “This feels so damn good.”
After a growl, his fingers returned to my heat, circling with a needed pressure, sending splinters of pleasure over my sensitive flesh. I gasped loudly, wanting, needing more. I was consumed with the control of his touch, obsessed with energy sizzling through every cell of my skin.
“You’re so responsive to me.” His teeth nipped the curve of my ear.
I was alive and fucking loving this stimulating encounter.
Suddenly my leggings were trailed down to my knees, just above my boots. My ass was on show as he pushed my shoulders forward, my hands broke the force of my fall, slamming into the bar. Before I could speak, his fingers delved inside my heat again, driving in and out. A sting bit into my ass cheek when his palm met the flesh, hard, fast and unforgiving, again and again. Then his tormenting hand threaded the lengths of my hair, yanking my head back so my ear stopped to his parted lips.
“You like it rough, Freya, don’t you?” he growled. “I can tell.”
I didn’t need to reply, my body deceived my mind, detonating into an inconceivable orgasm, shuddering violently through every part of my form. I was liquid, I was jelly, I was flying, I was soaring – I was fucking riding his hand and screaming with overpowering salacious stimulation.
This girl was clenching my fingers with her tight pussy, like she’d never had a release before. The sound of her screams made my dick ache. I’d come in seconds if this continued. I knew it was the chemicals making the experience intense – but fuck, it was beyond exhilarating. I had to try and think of a way to calm the pressure on my balls without following through just yet.
She looked familiar the moment I found her in the club and those eyes of hers looked right at me, like she could see me, like really see me for what I am. It made me feel uneasy.
On first impressions, I suspected she was a mouthy party girl hunting rich cock. Then I kissed her and my initial assessment changed. I couldn’t decipher why. Maybe it was her hesitancy – an innocent shyness. From the very beginning she was like a timid mouse searching for a hole in the wall to hide in. Now that she was coming over my hand, I realised my instincts were true. It wouldn’t surprise me if she took pills regularly and this was just a rouse.
Game on, little mouse.
Thank goodness the rush would end soon, then I’d call her a cab and get her the fuck out of my house. But, not before I chased my own release and fucked her so hard that she would have to crawl out the door on her hands and shaky knees.
My fingers hooked inside her. The thrill of her fresh scent was driving me insane. I loved how her ass cheek warmed to a rosy red after I spanked her with such force that my hand stung. Each time, I grunted as my palm swatted hard and quickly. Her loud gasps made my balls tighten. Yeah, she was fucking loving it. It seemed to make her even more responsive and greedy. After she shuddered to a still, I gripped her hips, spinning her around so her chest slammed into mine. I yanked down her tank top, freeing those pert tits and hard juicy nipples.
I hated how my mouth was drawn to her erect nipples, sucking, tugging and biting them. They tasted better than I expected, but when her fingers seized my hair, the sensation of her touch, or the rush of the high was fucking incredible. I was captivated by the surging arousal that was building in my soul, all but consuming me.
With a tug, my fly unzipped and the top button released. The popping sound of my mouth leaving her soft flesh harmonised with her hungry moans. I leant back giving her the freedom to drag down my jeans.
A ring of fiery excitement hung around wide black pupils, adding a depth of fascination to her already mesmerising eyes. They were the kind of eyes that would leave a man dumbstruck – not me, I just liked how they widened when my cock bounced out, hard and ready. The rush was edging me closer to insanity with unfamiliar ideas of reaching inside her soul to rip out her desires, kicking and screaming, one by one.
“I need your legs spread wide. Take that shit off.” I ordered sternly, the need to fuck her growing every second she struggled to remove the leather boots. “I’ll do it, for fuck sake.” I was losing patience, and my adrenaline was jumping.
