Chapter 14
I was across the console before either of us had a chance to reconsider. Joe moaned into my mouth and I swallowed them greedily, my hands running through his rain-soaked hair in a desperate attempt to bring him closer. To drown myself in him so I could forget that I existed.
Callouses scraped against my skin as Joe’s hands roved over my body.
My hips fit perfectly in the wide expanse of his palms, and the way his fingers dug into my lower back had me arching into him for more.
Joe moved with expertise, using his grip to set the tempo between us and grinding our hips together in perfect unison.
Each thrust was tailored to my pleasure, the straining bulge of his cock pressing first at the bottom of my pussy and then dragging torturously up and over my swollen clit.
I broke our kiss and threw my head back, angling my hips downward in hopes he would thrust harder.
“Fuck,” I groaned and clung to his shoulders. “I thought Batman was supposed to be a virgin.”
Joe latched onto my nipple through the thin fabric of my shirt. He laughed deep in his belly, the sound vibrating through every pulsating nerve waiting to shatter inside of me.
“He may be a hero, Dany, but he is a man.” Joe’s teeth sank into the tender flesh around my nipple. The sting rippled straight down to my clit. “A man has needs.”
“Do you need this?” I looked down into his crazed eyes and knew he needed it just as badly as I did.
“Take your fucking pants off,” he growled.
I lifted my hips and did as he commanded, sliding one leg out of my sweats while he reached between us and undid his belt.
“Jesus Christ,” Joe ground out, the green in his eyes giving way to darkness as he stared between my legs.
“I’m a stripper, Joe. We don’t believe in panties.” I freed his cock and squeezed the base, relishing the way he gripped my hips hard enough to bruise. “And definitely don’t bring Jesus into this.”
Shivers erupted over both of us as I swirled the head of him through the slickness around my entrance, preparing to drive him in deep and hard, when a rush of cold air hit me from the right.
Joe threw the car door wide and, with one hand firmly planted on my ass while the other gripped the overhead handle, he pulled us from the vehicle.
“What the he–”
My back slammed against the side of the SUV, breath whooshing from my lungs on impact.
Stars lingered in the corner of my vision, and Mary fucking Magdalene if I didn’t love it.
I clawed at the back of Joe’s neck, hanging on for dear life as he lifted me by the ass and slammed his cock inside with animalistic force, leaving no time to prepare for the thickness of him.
I squeezed around the ache and screamed, the mix of absolute pleasure and biting pain intoxicating.
With a growl, Joe ripped my hands from his skin, pinned both of my arms above my head, and squeezed my wrists until my fingers tingled.
“Christ!” I whimpered as he pounded into me. Those obsidian eyes flicked to mine. A gritty smile lifted his flushed cheeks, and there was nothing I recognized in the lust filled man fucking me into oblivion. “Joe, I’m gonna– ”
He released my wrists and clamped that hand over my mouth. The metal of the door was unyielding against the back of my head, met with pressure of his brute force was a painful combination.
He’d never hear my safe word, though. I wasn’t a safe word kind of bitch. Not when I wanted his punishment. When I deserved his punishment.
“You don’t come until I damn well say you can. Do you understand?” His words were breathy from the force of his thrusts. “Your orgasm belongs to me.”
Once upon a time, those words would have brought me to my knees. But now, even as my body climbed toward orgasm, I felt nothing.
Joe grabbed me by the back of the neck, walked me to the front of the SUV, and bent me over the front in an act of total domination. I moaned as my cheek flattened against cold metal.
My shoulders popped as he jerked my arms backward, body arching into him on its own, drawing pleasure from the pain he was so willing to cause. I heard the jingle of his belt before the leather strap bound my wrists together.
The heat of his body disappeared as he stepped back and the absence forced a pathetic whimper past my lips. I was far from caring, though. The ache of my stolen orgasm grew by the second, my swollen clit throbbing in time to the beat of my heart.
“Look at you,” he murmured. “Splayed out like a buffet. Ready for the taking.”
“Whatever you want,” I moaned.
Joe’s hands were on my ass in an instant and, with an inhuman growl, he sank his teeth into the thickest part of my cheek.
“Shit!” My body tensed. Before I had the chance to feel the full ripple of pain from his teeth, he spanked me without reservation and thrust back inside.
“You take it so fucking well, Dany.”
Yes, whispered a familiar voice inside of my mind. So compliant as you’re taken.
Everything stopped – my pleasure, breaths, even time.
I lifted my head, swiveling frantically until my gaze fell on a set of glowing, mismatched eyes I knew better than my own through the back windshield.
Luci.
If Joe was aware of the tension, he didn’t show it. The tempo of his thrusts became erratic, his sole attention drawn to the way he fucked me from behind.
You’re not going to come for him.
A pair of phantom hands slipped between my thighs and started a sinful swirl around my clit.
The fingers moved as if they could read my body, working me with the exact speed and pressure I was desperate for.
An orgasm built furiously inside my belly, the strength tenfold what it was from earlier.
A flicker in the windshield’s reflection caught my eye, and my gasp was drowned by a guttural moan.
It was no longer Joe’s concentrated face I saw behind me…
It was Luci’s.
The length and thickness changed inside of me, morphing into a shape that fit inside of my pussy like it was made for me. My eyes latched onto the narrowed, glowing stare that shown through the back of the SUV.
You’re going to come for me, dearest Dany.
“Now,” Joe grunted. “Fucking come for me now, Dany!”
I couldn’t, though. Not until…
Sing, Dany, Lucifer whispered low and guttural. Those phantom fingers played me like his beloved cello, and I jumped.
“Fuck,” I screamed, refusing to close my eyes as the full weight of my orgasm hit. “Shit, shit, shit!” The explosion rocked throughout my body.
Look at me.
I stared into Luci’s eyes while I came, and something in his stare added rocket fuel to the flames.
Scream my name.
“Lucifer fucking Christ!”
Tears fell down my cheeks as I rode the last waves of pleasure. The fallout of Lucifer’s phantom ministrations was decimating. He’d stroked every cord of pleasure and pain I was capable of handling.
Until we meet again, dearest Dany.
I panted helplessly as I watched those mismatched eyes disappear into the night. My head fell back onto the hood and the metal felt like paradise as it cooled my heated cheek.
“That good, huh?” Pride bolstered Joe’s voice. Guilt rocked me in waves because… shit. I’d forgotten he was there.
The belt loosened on my wrists and Joe took one in his hand to help me stand.
“Yeah,” I answered. “The best I’ve ever had.”