Chapter 14 - Gun
FOURTEEN
GUN
It’s impossible to say who made the first move.
If I claimed Elise’s mouth or if she was the one snapping forward to kiss me. But we meet somewhere in the middle with a ravenous hunger that’s so intense, it sends shockwaves through me the moment our lips touch.
It’s the culmination of everything that’s been building between us.
The rage. The animosity. The competitiveness and stubborn defiance.
All of it comes to a head in this single moment.
Our lips crashing together as we find a new way to fight each other.
I keep Elise pinned against the wall as I pour every ounce of aggression into our kiss. I’m biting her lip, nipping at her like an animal exerting dominance over another. I’m forcing my way between her lips, kissing her deep with a tongue that plunders.
My hands are rough and quick, my body pressed against hers.
I’ve lost any concept of manners as I take what I want from the woman that’s tortured me under my own roof.
The only woman to ever properly challenge me and sometimes even win a battle in this war.
But tonight, I’m about to show her just who she belongs to.
Just who can tame the infamous Black Silk and make her purr like a little kitten.
Elise fights me every step of the way. As my tongue shoves into her mouth, she meets me lash for lash. As my hands slide down her body and grope her tits, she sinks her nails into my back. And as my body pins hers to the wall, she grinds her hips against me, like she’s ready to flip us any second.
It’s cute how Goyangi thinks she has any power in the situation. How she believes she can truly defeat me when I’ve gone easy on her.
But as we kiss deeply and grind against the wall, I show her just who’s in charge. Just who can make her knees weak.
She gasps as I move from her lips to her throat, biting and sucking and squeezing at the column with one of my hands. My other has traveled down to the apex of her thighs, forcing itself in between to cup her pussy through her leggings.
I hold her against the wall and talk my shit.
“Look at you, Goyangi,” I growl, rubbing her pussy with the base of my palm, digging it into her for maximum effect. “All that fire, yet you’re already squirming for me. What’s the matter? Aching to be filled by my dick?”
She glares at me, eyes darkening. “Acting like I’m the one begging, Rhee? You’re the one hard and twitching in your pants.”
I grin, aware that technically she’s right—I am fucking rock hard and my cock’s throbbing away, demanding the wet heat her pussy has to offer. I grind back against her, letting her feel the heavy weight of my erection.
“You’ve got a smart mouth, Goyangi. You think I won’t have you face down, ass up and trembling in minutes?”
She fists her hand in my shirt as if she’s about to counter me, then instead zeroes in on my mouth, huffing out deeper breaths. My grin spreads, and I tease her mouth, mine hovering over hers.
Our lips brush. Our breath caresses each other’s face.
We stare into one another’s eyes as more tension pulses between us, bodies pressed tight against the wall.
“You want this,” I tell her finally. The base of my palm digs into her even deeper, harder.
The thin, clingy fabric can no longer hide how fucking wet she is.
How her fat pussy throbs against me in want, betraying her.
I ghost my lips over hers. “Face it, Goyangi. You want my big, fat cock inside you. You want me to fuck you, dominate you, own you like you’ve never been owned before. ”
She grits her teeth and growls back, again sounding more feline than human, “You assume you can handle me, Rhee.”
“Who do you think can tame an alpha female but an alpha male?” I answer simply, lightly squeezing her throat. “You know it deep down, Goyangi-ne. That’s why your pussy’s soaking through your leggings. You know I’m the one man who can dominate you just the way you’ve always craved to be.”
Elise glares a moment longer like she’s still fighting the inevitable. She’s still refusing to give in the way she truly craves.
The air remains tense, cinched by the animosity between us as we peer into each other’s eyes and refuse to give.
Then… then the tension’s shattering. The explosion’s erupting in another burst of frenetic energy.
My mouth and hers colliding for another hard, passionate, hungry kiss.
This time without restraint, without the denial, without any inhibition at all.
We kiss and we grope and we tear at each other’s clothes. I whip Elise off her feet, her legs instinctively banding around my waist, as I take us from the wall toward the bedroom.
We don’t ever separate, our lips fused together.
But my hands do wander all over again.
I squeeze a plump tit and grip her by the thigh. She fists my shirt and licks at my lips like the fucking feline she is.
I take us from the living space to the bedroom within a couple seconds, crashing into the room and tossing her onto my bed without patience.
Her hands are still clenched in my shirt, and she pulls me down to her mouth. We make a battle out of undressing each other, clawing and tearing at our clothes.
Her top is ripped. My pants are shoved down. We grunt in unison as we fumble with the clasp of her bra and her tits spill out, so full and round, and I can’t help myself. I take a peak into my mouth and suckle away, paying attention to the pierced metal bar with flicks of my tongue.
Elise arches up against me, breaths immediately sharp and fast.
I suck harder, almost to the point it’s painful. Just to garner a reaction out of her. Just to make her squirm and gasp even more as she slides her fingers into my hair and tries to reconcile the feelings I’m inflicting on her.
But fuck… her tits are perfection.
Her tits are enough to entertain me for hours.
Round. Plump. Large. Dark nipples that’d call to my mouth on their own.
Metal bars punctured through them that only make them more appetizing.
I swirl my tongue and make my ministrations nice and sloppy, drawing every fucking reaction I can out of her.
Elise is helpless to stop me. She merely writhes and whimpers and tugs at my hair.
I shove aside her panties and sink three fingers deep inside her wet, gushy pussy. I grind against her hips and remind her of the hard, pulsing erection I’ve got for her. The cock that I’m about to destroy her with.
“Tell me what you want,” I demand throatily. I’ve pinned her into the mattress, where she squirms and squeals the more I torture her. She peers up at me with increasingly heavily lidded, dark eyes. “Tell me what the fuck you want me to do, Goyangi. Now.”
“Ohhh.”
It’s her only answer for seconds to come as I fondle her pussy and suck on her tit and hold her down like a piglet led to slaughter.
I shove her leggings past her thighs and discover—unsurprisingly—that she’s wearing no panties.
“I said tell me,” I growl, quickly growing impatient. I mash my palm into her pussy, the friction intense and rough. “Fucking tell me what you want. Tell me you want my cock. Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“Yes!” she breathes, squirming. “Do it!”
“Do… what?” I grit my teeth.
“Fuck me,” she pants, grinding against me. “Fuck my pussy and show me you can handle me.”
There it is.
Right there.
Goyangi-ne admitting what I already knew.
She’s looking for the right man to tame her. The right man to show her how she can let her walls come down and open up to the kind of pleasure only I can give her.
I pin one of her thighs down with my knee and drop a trail of kisses on her throat. My hands map out more of her curves as my erection strains and throbs and demands to be given the heat it craves.
Her silky clench that I can damn near feel already.
We’re both being tortured, though I try my damnedest to keep my bearings.
The last of our clothes are done away with. My boxer briefs and her leggings are stripped away and we become two carnal, starved predators seeking each other out. Even as I pin her and rub my cock up and down her swollen, slick slit, she holds onto stubbornness.
She squirms and clutches at me with her sharp nails, signaling she’ll make it painful in her own way. She’ll always battle me no matter what.
But I expect no less.
As my mouth presses to her throat and my cock throbs against her pussy lips, I’m aware that I’m not dealing with a regular woman.
I’m dealing with a feline that’s used to going unquestioned. She’s used to being the predator.
My hand snakes around her slender throat, and I force her dark gaze to mine. I make her watch the moment I make her mine.
The moment there’s no turning back from—my cock slamming into her tight, moist, pulsing heat.
Her warm hole that immediately grips me like it’s been waiting for my arrival. I sink into Elise’s soft, velvety pussy and draw moans from us both.
It feels so fucking good that we can only glare into each other’s eyes and try to wrap our minds around the immediate, intense pleasure.
But it’s a limbo that doesn’t last long.
My natural instincts drive me. My urges to dominate this feline that’s fought me so hard and earned every fucking thrust I have to give her.
I draw back and then pound my way into her tight heat. More sharp shocks run up my shaft as I force myself inside her.
It’s electric and hot and powerful enough to scramble my brain.
Her pussy and my cock joining as I slam into her and pleasure captures us both.
Suddenly, we’re both under a spell, our bodies sliding together, crashing faster and faster.
The pleasure drives me. The more shocks that ripple up my cock, the faster my hips work. I stroke into Elise, pinning her against the mattress with her thighs drawn wide and her beautiful naked curves splayed out in front of me.
She has no choice but to take me. But to thrash and move her body with mine.
Her eyes are darker than I’ve ever seen them. Her skin radiates, her brown complexion glowing from within.
The expression etched onto her face is priceless—full mouth fallen open, cheeks rounded, pupils large and dilated.