Precarious

He stumbles backwards with a roar, and with a smirk I get to my feet, backing up towards the bathroom. He glares up at me like a feral animal as he pushes to his feet and stalks towards me. He looks like a maniac, his hand pressed to his neck and his cock jutting out of his jeans, the piercing glistening in the light.

“You’ll pay for that.”

“You have to catch me first,” I taunt.

He lunges at me, but I step to the side, skirting around him. He spins, his hand lashing out and catching my wrist. I spin too, taking a step forward and wrapping my hand around his exposed cock, squeezing. “You hurt that, baby,” he hisses, “and there’ll be no fun for you and I . . .”

I stroke it, a little, and then give it a hard jerk.

His jaw tightens as he backs us into the bathroom.

I stoke again, and a hiss escapes his lips.

“Be careful,” he warns.

I squeeze, and his cock swells in response. His eyes burn with an intensity that tells me he’s going to fuck me hard, and he’s going to make it unforgettable.

Cold porcelain is a shock against my back as he presses me against the bathroom sink. He lowers his eyes and grins, spinning me around, forcing his cock from my hand.

“You’re goin’ to watch me fuck you.”

My cheeks burn red as I catch a glimpse of us in the mirror. My hair is wild, flowing down over my shoulders in dark waves. My eyes are bright, and my lips are puffy from being kissed. Krypt looks like the devil behind me, his eyes intense, and his jaw tight. He’s ready, and he’s going to make it count.

I shove my head back, hitting his mouth. He lets off a feral hiss and a droplet of blood appears on his full lips. Something comes alive inside me. His eyes flare as he reaches up, tangling his hand in my hair and shoving me forward, pressing my cheek against the glass. “You’re a bad girl, Ash,” he purrs against my neck. He thrusts his cock against my ass and I whimper. “You want my cock here, deep inside your sweet, plush ass?”

I stomp on his foot and he lets out a long, wicked laugh. He reaches down, taking his cock in his hand and rubbing it up and down my ass. Heat floods my pussy and my clit throbs for more. He still has my face pressed against the glass as he torments my ass with his thick length.

“You protected, sweetheart?” he growls against me.

I nod.

“Clean?”

I nod again.

“Good,” he rasps. “So am I.”

Oh boy.

“It’s goin’ to burn, baby, but I can promise you this. By the time we’re done here, you’ll never see anything but me.”

Then he plunges forward, sinking his cock deep into my pussy. I cry out loudly, my flesh burning and stretching around him. He feels like he’s twice the size and thickness when he’s inside me like this. My body struggles to accommodate him. His lips touch my shoulder as he slowly slides his cock out and thrusts it back in, harder this time, so hard our skin slaps together.

“Motherfucker,” he gasps. “As sweet as I knew you would be.”

“Oh God,” I whimper. “Krypt, it hurts.”

“It’s meant to hurt,” he growls. “Pain makes pleasure feel so much fuckin’ better.”

He releases my face and stretches his arm down to find my clit. He gently strokes while he pulls his cock out and slowly inches it back in, letting me feel the burn. A fire ignites inside me with each slow thrust, and soon my clit is throbbing for more.

“I’m goin’ to make you wetter,” he snarls, pulling his cock out and spinning me around. He takes my hips in his hands and he lifts me onto the sink, spreading my thighs.

“Look at you, Ash,” he admires, his voice husky and low. “Look at your sweet arousal coating your legs.”

I stare down and he’s right; my thighs are damp from my arousal. I bite my bottom lip as he lowers to his knees in front of me before pressing a soft kiss to my clit. Then he’s sucking it. The man goes from ice to fire in a matter of seconds, and it beats me to know how he does it. He can be so hard and cold, and then suddenly he’s making everything disappear until all I can breathe is him.

He licks my pussy, devouring it, sucking, and licking until I’m shamelessly screaming his name. Then he slowly rises until we’re the same height again. He leans forward and I can see my arousal dampening his gorgeous lips. “Suck it all off, Ash. Now.”

My eyes widen. “W-w-w-what?”

“Suck your sweet taste off my lips.”

Oh my God.

My mouth drops open as I stare at myself on his lips. Then I think about taking his bottom lip into my mouth and sucking. My entire body shoves me forward, not giving my brain a chance to kick in. I am millimeters from his lips when I look up at him; his eyes are on me, his expression fierce. His gaze tells me to move it, so I close the gap.

I take his bottom lip first, sucking it into my warm mouth. He groans and his hands find my hips so he can pull me closer, until my exposed pussy is pressing against his belly, coating him. Oh God. This is so erotic, so dirty, and so indisputably wrong in the best possible way. Tasting myself on his mouth has everything in me wanting more.

I release his bottom lip and snake my tongue out, running it over his top one. His growls turn into feral hisses. Impatient, he pulls my hips forward more, and then he’s inside me again. A throaty moan escapes my lips as he begins fucking me; real fucking, not the tedious kind. No, this fucking is raw, brutal, hard and dirty. His hips slap against mine, his cock bringing the perfect kind of pleasure and pain. My nipples rub against his chest as I bring myself closer.