Page 129 of Malice and Surrender
I snarled at him, which only made him smirk. “It’s your choice, Tink.” He folded over the leather and smacked it off the palm of his hand, the sound loud in the otherwise quiet room. “I mean, if you can’t handle this….” He lifted his shoulder. The look on his face made my blood boil but my pussy wetter. It was a potent combination.
“Oh, I can take it,” I said, rolling over to crawl to him.
“Are you sure? Cause I’m going to make your ass good and sore,” Kai said, his eyes glittering with dark desire.
“I’m fucking sure,” I bit out, wanting to punch him and ride his body to the ground at the same time.
He sat down on the edge of the bed and patted his lap. “Then lay on my lap facing that way.” He pointed toward the front of the bed, and I crawled around his body, making sure my eyes said ‘asshole’ as I positioned myself over his lap. I could feel his cock pressing into me through the rough denim and wanted to feel him against my skin, but I figured this was all by design. He wanted to torture me for asking him to bend his own possessive code. A sliver of doubt tried to worm into my brain, but I stomped on it. I could do this. I wanted to do this, and he could go fuck himself if he thought that I was going to back down.
“Yeah, that’s it. Keep looking at me just like that,” he said, laying the cool leather against my still-warm ass. His finger stroked between my thighs, and I shuddered as he rubbed my pussy lips. “Look at how wet you are, Tink. You’re going to leave a big wet spot on my leg by the time I’m through with you.”
He wiggled his finger, and I bit my lower lip to keep from moaning. “You’re wrong. I don’t like it,” I said, and he laughed. The movement jostled me on his lap and pressed his stiff cock into the softness of my belly.
“Oh, you’re a sexy little liar.” He dipped his finger inside my pussy, and my body writhed with the feel. “I bet you won’t just cum all over me. You’ll be gushing and embarrassed as your cum soaks my jeans.” I turned my head to glare at him. “Just like the other night when you coated my cock.”
I remembered clearly how hard I came for him despite the fear racing through my body and how the sheets were soaked from the mess I had made. As if to prove his point, his finger fucked me a little faster, and I clenched my teeth against the pleasurable sensation thrumming through my body.
“That’s it, Tink, try and fight it. It just makes you all the sweeter to break.”
I opened my mouth to swear at him when the leather smacked down on my ass. The sound was almost worse than the bite, but I cried out nonetheless. I jerked on his lap, and he groaned and shuddered under me.
“I hope you cum in your fucking jeans,” I growled at him, and he laughed again as the leather found a fresh spot to hit.
“Not likely, Tink,” he said.
“Ah,” I yelled out and couldn’t stop the moan that followed. He fucked me with his finger and only stopped to play with my clit. I could feel just how wet I was and hated that he was right. My body rocked against his hand, wanting more and purposely rubbing against the cock under me.
“That’s it, fuck my hand,” Kai said, and his voice was strained. Two more hard cracks of his belt hit my ass, and tears stung my eyes with the sharp bite. I yelled out, my hands gripping the comforter. This time as his finger slipped inside me, my legs opened, giving him better access. “Such a naughty girl liking to be punished.”
Pushing back hard into his hand, I didn’t even care who was winning the battle of wills. All I wanted was to cum. I could feel it building and was so close to the edge that the walls could have crumbled down around us, and I wouldn’t have cared.
“Fuck, you’re so hot.” I picked a steady rhythm and rocked my hips down so my clit brushed his jeans with every little movement. “I can’t wait to bury my cock into this wet pussy. Maybe I should stop this now and take what I want.”
“No,” I cried out, not wanting him to stop.
“You don’t want me to stop,” he asked and removed his finger to squeeze my ass. He pressed his fingers into the soft skin like he was massaging my tender cheeks.
“No, don’t stop,” I panted out, thrusting my ass up higher into the air to entice him to keep going.
“Whatever you say, Tink. Just remember I’m going to fuck you after this.” I shuddered and moaned loud as his fingers pressed into me once again. “Oh, and talk dirty to me. I want to hear that sweet mouth of yours begging for it.”
I looked at him, and as his eyes met mine, I knew he was serious. He’d leave me like this all night to prove his point. I licked my lips, and his eyes tracked the movement making me squirm.
“Well, Tink, I’m waiting.”
“Yes, oh god, yes Kai, fuck,” I said, giving in. “Yes, yes, fuck me with your fingers, make me cum.”
“I love your dirty mouth. Say it again,” he ordered, his fingers working faster and making my head spin.
“Make me cum. Make me cum all over you,” I cried out and yelled his name as he shoved me over the edge, and the orgasm stormed through me. I could feel my body soaking his lap like he said I would, and I didn’t care.
“Oh fuck, you’re so fucking sexy. You almost made me cum in my jeans, Tink,” Kai said as I collapsed onto his lap, panting hard. “I need to be in you. Now.” Kai stood, and I was too relaxed to care that he took me with him and then laid me on my back in the center of the bed.
My head lulled to the side, and I smiled as I stared at the dark wet mark on his jeans that only accentuated the outline of his hard cock.
“Fuck me,” Kai growled out as he undid his zipper, and his large cock sprang free from the confines of the denim. The head of his cock was shiny, and I didn’t know if that was from me or his own precum, but I licked my lips, wanting a taste. “Sorry Tink, maybe later. Right now, I need in that pussy of yours.”
Kai ripped his jeans off and tossed them across the room. “Get up,” he ordered.
