11. Chapter 11
Chapter 11
Kain
“Prove it.”
Hearing her say those two words was all I needed. Consent given, and I’d willingly take it. This woman, who liked to pretend she was tough and could handle anything thrown at her, was in for a rude awakening. I was going to push all of her boundaries to the edge. Break every bit of her restraint and the control she kept over herself. By the end of the night, she would crawl to me, begging for more. And who the fuck was I to deny a woman in need?
“Famous last words,” I muttered against her lips as I pulled away from our kiss.
She bit her lip as her chest rose and fell, trying to regain her breath.
I pulled her hair back, tipping her head to the ceiling as I kissed slowly down her jaw. “Lexi, you are mine. I now own every single inch of your body. And you should know, I take excellent care of my cherished belongings.”
A whimper escaped her lips as I selected a soft spot on her neck and sucked hard. I pressed myself into her, my hand grabbed her thigh as I lifted it up, and she locked her ankle around the crook of my knee.
“Good girl,” I whispered as I ground my groin against her, my hard dick rubbing against her abdomen.
“Yes,” she said with a moan.
“Yes what?” I continued my kisses down her neck, following her pulsing vein to her exposed collarbone.
“I am when I want to be,” Lexi said as she tried to wiggle out of my hold in her hair.
I chuckled as I tightened my grip and tugged her head back further, biting her neck in response to her struggle.
She moaned as my teeth sunk into her soft skin, and then her nails dug into my back.
“You are what when you want to be?” I pushed her further as my hand slid up to her ass, and I caressed it as I rolled my hips against her again.
“A good girl—oh fuck.” She flexed her leg around mine, trying to stop me from moving against her body, creating the friction I could tell she craved and hated, all at the same time.
I released her hair and leaned away from her. She looked at me in confusion as I unlocked her leg, and I ran my hands up to her waist.
“Wrong,” I told her, my smirk growing as I took in the state of her.
This is going to be so much fun.
“What’s wrong?” she asked, her eyebrows coming together in confusion, trying to figure out what I meant.
“You aren’t a good girl. You are MY good girl.”
I gripped the sides of her pants, and in one smooth motion, I bent down and dragged them down with me to the floor. I kept my eyes locked on hers the whole time. She loved to look into them. I could tell they drove her crazy. Then, I stood upright, and in another moment, before she could even address what I’d just done, I lifted her by her ass and set her on the cold countertop.
She hissed at the sudden coolness on her ass.
I smirked as I spread her legs apart. Her panties were fucking soaked.
“See, like I said, my good girl. All worked up from how I touch you, from how I kiss you. Do you want me to show you just how much I want to wreck you, my dirty little freak?” I ran my hand up her thigh and pressed my thumb against her clit over her panties, rubbing small circles over it.
“What do you think?” she asked with a tone of annoyance and a look of desperation.
I smiled and slapped her pussy. Her body jolted, and her hands curled around the edge of the countertop.
“Fuck!” she hissed at me.
“Don’t be a brat. Keep your legs open,” I commanded as my finger looped around her panties, tugging them off to the side.
The candlelight flickering behind us bounced on the mess she was already making of herself. I lowered myself to my knees and licked right up her center. Her hips bucked against the feeling of my tongue, and it took all my willpower to not just dive right in and devour her like the main course she was. I groaned against her as I went in for another taste. This time, I flicked her clit with my tongue quickly, and her breaths came out in a ragged fashion as she moaned.
“Ahhh! Kain!”
I had known my name would sound good as a moan on her lips, but her pleading cry was even fucking better.
I pushed my tongue into her pussy, slowly and lazily lapping at her entrance.
She spasmed around me, her body begging for my tongue to go deeper, to taste as much of her as I could. But I was going to savor this. Foreplay was my favorite part. Building up tension was an art form. I didn’t give a fuck who said otherwise. It was like the tempo slowly building in a song until the beat dropped. If the buildup was weak, the drop wouldn’t hit as hard. If your foreplay game was ass, good luck getting your girl off.
But judging by how Lexi was behaving, I was doing a fucking damn good job tonight. Something about being trapped here, no power and in total control, put me on my A game, I guessed. I chuckled as I plunged my tongue deep, sucking on her pussy, letting her taste take over my senses.
Her legs clamped hard around my head as her fingers left the countertop and dug into my hair. Her nails dragged against my scalp as she tried to pull me deeper into her.
I slid my hands up and gripped her thighs, forcing them apart. But my assault on her with my tongue was relentless. I took two fingers and slid them into her soaking pussy as my tongue returned to her clit. I flicked it fast, then sucked it as my fingers pumped in and out of her warmth.
Her moans came faster now, her body shaking.
Come for me, my beautiful little freak. Fall apart on my tongue.
I shoved my fingers deeper and feathered them back and forth on her G-spot as I flicked her clit with my tongue quickly, intentionally shoving against her clit with each stroke upward.
“Kain!” she moaned as I felt her pussy convulse around my fingers.
I looked up. Her eyes rolled back as she gasped and came.
Fuck, even more perfect than I imagined.
I kept up my pace until her body relaxed and her fingers loosened in my hair. Then, I dragged my fingers from her pussy and kissed her clit before standing and sliding my fingers between her lips.
“See how good you taste, my dirty little freak.”