Page 174 of Wicked Savage Cruel
“I’m sure. Very sure. Yes!” I say.
He laughs. “Good.” Emilio thrusts inside me in one fluid motion, my body clenching around the intrusion, but god does he feel good. He’s so big, so thick. My pussy aches as I stretch to accommodate him and my eyes close before his hand lands on my ass with a loud smack that echoes in the room.
I jump, my eyes springing open.
“That’s for not listening when I asked you a question,” he says, his hand smoothing over my backside and rubbing the sting away.
“Was it the wrong answer?” I ask with a breathy moan.
He bites my shoulder. “No. Which is why you only got one spanking.”
Too bad.
His hands move to my hips and I bite my lower lip as he fucks me from behind, a position that has quickly become his favorite. Emilio is possessive in the extreme. It didn’t take long to realize he likes having control, especially in the bedroom, and I’ve learned I am all too happy to give it to him. I love when he gets like this. When he tries to own my body because Devil knows he already owns my soul.
“That’s it, Bibiana. You like that?”
“Yes.” My release edges closer once again, but then he stills. I smack the wall in front of me with an open hand, a sound of frustration escaping between my lips.
“If you want my cock, fuck it.” He tells me.
I glare at him over my shoulder. “And if I don’t?”
He steps back, his dick sliding out of me before I thrust my hips back to follow. He grins, his smile both savage and sinful. “I have a feeling you will.”
He’s so damn sure of himself. I grit my teeth. Too bad he also isn’t wrong. Keeping my eyes locked on his, I work my hips back and forth.
Emilio steps back toward me to lessen the gap and groans as I fuck myself on his length, his body locked tight. I know it’s killing him right now not to move, to thrust into me like I know he wants to.
I decide to slow down and drag myself along his length. Toying with him the way he’s intent on toying with me. “Don’t stop,” he hisses. “Don’t you fucking stop.”
Ha! I arch my back, lifting my arms above my head to press against the tile. I tilt my head up to the ceiling, my hair cascading down my spine. His hand fists my hair, tugging me back even further, the sting in my scalp delicious. The way this boy makes me feel…
He uses his grip on my hair to control my thrusts, back and forth. Back and forth, until neither of us can take it anymore, and he thrusts into me, pressing himself impossibly deeper. Fucking me harder. I lose myself to sensation. His hand returns to the apex of my thighs, his skilled fingers finding my bundle of nerves, and I hold on to the wall for dear life. He buries himself inside of me so deep I don’t know where I end and he begins. I’m flush with the wall now, my legs shaking as I struggle to remain on my feet. I moan, my release right there, just out of reach.
“Come for me.” He says, his fingers working faster. “Now, Bibiana. Come on my cock.” His vulgar mouth undoes me. My orgasm tears through me, pleasure cascading over my body. His arm wraps around my stomach, keeping me on my feet as he pounds into me three more times, a near animalistic sound tearing out of him, before he finds his own release.
My chest is heaving, the water now cold, but Emilio stays wrapped around me. “Fuck, I love you.” He whispers against my skin.
I swallow hard and crane my head to catch his gaze. Dark brown eyes meet my own, a vulnerability in them I’m not used to seeing. “You love me?” I ask, unsure if I heard him right. Did he mean to say those words out loud? Was it an accident? Heat of the moment sort of thing?
A hesitant smile splits his face. “Yeah. I love you, momma,” he says the words again and my heart flip slops in my chest.
I turn in his arms and press my lips against his, needing his kiss. “I love you, too.” I whisper against his mouth.
“Yeah?”
“Yeah.”
He whistles. “Looks like I need to update the gram or tik or whatever the fuck that thing is again. My girl loves me.”
I laugh. “That isn’t how social media works.”
He shrugs. “Don’t care. Still posting it.”
God. I love him. I really freaking do.
Cruel Devil
