CHAPTER TWENTY #2
Athena let the water rushing down my body cleanse the soap from my skin before sinking to her knees before me. “Just because I don’t want the Kings to beat your ass or be responsible for the police locking you up doesn’t mean I like you. Let’s make that perfectly clear.”
Then her mouth was on me. Sucking my cock in between her lips.
Her tongue swirling around the head teasingly.
Making me more than a little crazy. I struggled to properly rinse my hair before bracing myself against the shower wall beside me.
On the other side was simply a curtain. I didn’t want to fall through it onto the bathroom floor, but if she kept this up, it just might happen.
I fisted a handful of her wet hair, tugging her head back enough for me to watch my cock slide in and out of her mouth. Parting those beautiful full lips. I groaned as her teeth gently raked along the side of my shaft. Not enough to hurt, simply creating a beautiful friction.
“Do you always suck the cocks of guys you don’t like?” I asked, needing to taunt her.
She pulled off my dick with a pop of her lips, peering up at me. “Would you like me to stop?”
I shook my head, smirking. “No, keep going for a few minutes. When I’m ready, I’ll stop you so I can press you up against the wall and fuck that sweet pussy.”
With the hand that I used to grip her hair, I forced her mouth back down onto my cock. Pulling tight enough to make her squeal around my shaft. I would never get tired of that sound.
Athena continued to suck me like her life depended on it. Teasing licks and sucks before deep throating me so intently I struggled not to come down her throat. As fucking delightful as that would be, I desperately needed to be inside her pussy.
When I couldn’t take how close to the edge she brought me, I used her hair to jerk her head away. “Stand up and turn around.”
“You’re a bossy motherfucker, you know that?” She shot me a dark glare as she rose but still did as I instructed.
As Athena turned to face the wall, I grasped her ass with both hands, raising her hips.
Guiding my cock to her entrance, I slipped inside her wet sheath in one smooth thrust. I remained buried deep for a moment, needing to savor the sensation.
There was something about the way her body hugged me tight, fitting so perfectly, I couldn’t get enough.
Slowly, I rocked back and forth, sliding out to the tip before plunging back inside. Athena braced herself with hands splayed against the tile. Hot, humid air rose up around us, engulfing us in steam. Best fucking shower ever.
“There’s no doubt that this pussy definitely likes me.” I emphasized my claim by driving especially deep, forcing a muffled cry from Athena.
“What do you want from me, Damon?” she panted. “Why does it mean so much to you whether or not I like you? Why do you even care?”
Somehow, my body kept moving. Stretching her wide open. Shallow thrusts followed by deep. However, my mind had stumbled at her question.
Why did I care?
I wasn’t sure I knew the answer to that. We were so different in many ways, yet I found myself drawn to her. Wanting to be around her. To discover how much of a bad girl she could be. How far she would go under the right circumstances. Maybe even how good we could be together.
Briefly pulling out, I spun her around to face me.
Enjoying the way her eyes widened as I roughly thrust inside her again.
“Honestly? I have no fucking idea. Maybe because you’re mine now, Athena.
Maybe because I have no intention of letting you go.
Is it crazy? Fuck yeah. Do I care? Absolutely not. ”
Careful so that neither of us would slip, I continued to fuck her. One rough thrust after another. I held her by the throat, forcing her to look into my eyes as I staked my claim. I meant what I said. Athena belonged to me now. She had since the night I chased her through the woods.
Eventually, she would accept it. She had to know there was no getting rid of me.
Her deep green eyes flickered with a combination of fear and intrigue.
She didn’t really want to escape me. There was a part of her that got off on this twisted arrangement as much as I did.
I may have used her debt to me as a way to lure her in as my partner in crime, but we both knew that she loved it too.
As my grip on her throat tightened, Athena’s body tensed.
Her eyelids fluttered as her head rolled back against the wall.
She clung to me, fingernails digging into my back and arms. Her pussy squeezing my cock.
Knowing that she was close to coming, I made sure to angle into her clit. Her chest heaved, her body quivering.
How could I possibly consider letting her go? Everything about her pulled me in, making me want more than she had to give.
I loved the way she tensed around me as she came. Climactic waves that squeezed my cock in intervals, dragging my own orgasm from me. Since we were in the shower, I pulled out and came against her stomach, watching as it ran down her body.
Quickly recovering, Athena pushed me away.
She stepped under the shower, washing away any remnants of me from her skin.
“I’ve tried to be patient, but you’re really pushing me here.
If you don’t get over this weird obsession soon, I will have to go to Rebel or the police.
You’re not leaving me any other options. I don’t belong to you, Damon.”
I didn’t bother to hide my smile. She had no idea how wrong she was about that.