Page 73 of Chains
The corner of his mouth turned up. “It was hot as hell watching you come.”
Autumn looked at his hard-on and licked her lips.
“Yeah, I need to fuck you,” he whispered, his voice steeped in so much emotion that it surprised her.
“Okay,” she rasped.
Chains turned away briefly, fumbling with something on the floor. She noticed the foil packet and looked on as he ripped it open with his teeth, then rolled the condom on faster than she could blink.
Spreading wide, she watched him climb up her body leaving a trail of hot kisses and bites in its wake until burying his mouth in the crook of her neck.
“Every part of you tastes amazing,” he said, easing into her a bit at a time. He lifted his head and latched gazes with her. “You doing okay?”
“Yeah… I’m doing great.”
“Tell me how you want it.”
Confused, she shook her head. “I’m not sure.”
“Do you want it nice and slow or rough and fast?” He tilted his head back and hissed out a breath. “Fuck, you feel good,” he grunted, finally pushing in all the way.
Autumn closed her eyes as she felt her insides fill with Chains’s erection: it was an indescribable feeling—one in which she was afraid of becoming easily addicted. Never having experienced anything but ordinary sex, she opened her lids and whispered, “Rough and fast.”
Chains bit each nipple hard, and before she could cry out, he’d pulled out and slammed back into her. The breathwhooshedout of her and just as she was about to inhale, he pushed back in again. Autumn’s heated walls molded around him, craving him more and more with each thrust.
“You’re pussy’s fuckin’ perfect for my cock,” he grunted between pants.
Chains’s fingers dug into Autumn’s hips, and she locked her ankles around his waist and rocked her hips forward, meeting his rhythmic thrusts. He drove deeper with each plunge, and she savored every minute of it, watching the ink on his arms dance while he fucked her fast and rough. Every time Chains slammed in farther, fire surged through her veins, and the coil in her core tightened even more.
“You like that, baby?” he growled, beads of sweat dotting his hairline.
“Yes.” She felt taut muscles flex under her fingertips as she ran her hands up his back and gripped firm shoulders.
The room was filled with their grunts, moans, and pants, and as they moved together faster and harder, the headboard banged into the wall from the force of their coupling.
“Chains,” she breathed, shuddering.
“Autumn, fuck,” he grunted as he kept pounding into her.
When his finger touched her clit, she exploded into a shattering, mind-numbing climax that rocked her entire body. It was like an intense roller coaster ride picking her up into the stratosphere, then dropping her down over and over until her head was spinning. He pulled all the way out, then rammed his cock in so deep that a multitude of colors erupted behind her eyelids. A moment later, he was joining her with a chorus of growls, grunts, and groans as he shuddered his release deep within her.
Chains stayed, panting, the musky scent of sex filling the bedroom. He nuzzled her neck and slowly pulled out, threw the used condom in the waste paper basket next to the nightstand, then lay down on the bed, drawing her to him. Their legs intertwined on top of the crumpled, damp sheets.
“That was fuckin’ good, baby,” he said while running fingertips up and down her arm.
“It was amazing. I just wished I didn’t look like a damn gargoyle.”
A deep chuckle from his chest vibrated against her ear. “You’re one helluva beautiful gargoyle.” He squeezed her tight, then she felt him stiffen. “How’s the pain?”
“It’s really starting to throb. I’m going to take a pain pill.”
“Tell me where they are, and I’ll get one for you.”
Tilting her head back, she met his eyes. “See… you are sweet, but it’ll be our secret. I’ll get it, though. I want to freshen up a bit.”
Leaning down, he kissed the tip of her nose tenderly. “It better be—I got a reputation to uphold,” he replied and winked.
A giggle burst through Autumn’s lips, but as she pushed up from the bed, the pain on the side of her face immediately shot needles through her. Gritting her teeth, she shuffled to the bathroom and closed the door.
