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His lips are inches from mine. “I think you’ll keep on hating yourself if we don’t do something.”
“Why do you care? Why thefuckdo you care?”
For the first time, he looks uncertain. His eyes flash to my lips, to my chest, and he slowly chews his lips. “I don’t know,” he whispers. “I thought it was just the job, but—” He hesitates and leans down, mouth brushing against my cheek. “I thought it was just a game, just money. Now I’m wondering if it’s more.”
“What’s more?” I’m shaking with anticipation.
“You.” He kisses my neck. “Me. This place. I don’t know.” He kisses up my chin and lingers at the corner of my mouth. “If you tell me to stop, I’ll walk away. I’ll pretend like this never happened. It’s not too late.”
“And if I don’t?”
“I won’t go easy on you this time, pretty Melody.”
He kisses me and I kiss him back, whimpering into his mouth as he crushes me with his body, pinning me down and controlling me, dominating me and destroying me, his kiss like poison and like heaven. I know this is stupid and complicated and I should put a stop to it, but I don’t want to.
I want him to kiss me. I want his hands on my body. I sit up and let him take off my top, let him kiss my throat, let him pull my hair. I gasp, arch my back, let him turn me around and push me face-first into the carpet as he slides my shorts off and teases my pussy from behind. He kisses my neck, my back, sinks his teeth into my shoulder as his fingers slide inside of me—
And I moan, raising my ass in the air.
“Look at you,” he whispers as his hand works its magic, his other fist in my hair. I taste carpet fibers and smell sex. “You lovely fucking Melody, your beautiful ass up in the moonlight, your pussy dripping down into my palm.” He sides his fingers in and out faster, curling them to hit my G-spot, and pleasure blasts into my mind. “You like it when it hurts, don’t you?” He slaps my ass and I gasp, sitting up on all fours. “You like it when it stings, just a little bit.” He teases me again and kisses me, pulling me by the hair, driving my mouth against his. “You like it when I bite you, fuck you, make you moan.”
“Yes,” I admit, mortified and loving it. “God, I love it.”
He spanks my ass hard and pulls me onto his lap. I take off his shirt and kiss his neck, taste the sweat on his skin as he teases my breasts and licks my nipples, sucking them hard, biting down. I groan, hair thrown back, as he licks my neck and chest and slides a hand between my legs, but this time I shuffle down and down, pulling off his belt, his pants, until his thick cock is in my hands and I’m stroking him, staring up into his eyes.
“Good girl,” he croons as I lick him. His cock’s massive, thick and hard, and I taste every inch of his skin before swirling the drop of precum around the tip. “I always wondered what it would feel like to have my cock in your pretty mouth, lovely Melody.”
I moan and take him between my lips, sliding up and down. He grabs my hair and pushes me down deep and I gag, gasping as spits rolls down his shaft. I pull back, stroking him with both hands, slick and wet, beautiful soaking sounds drifting through the tower as I stare into his eyes.
“Careful,” I say, biting my lip. “You don’t want to break me, do you?”
“Yes,” he says, “I do.” And he pushes me back down on his cock. I moan as he slides into my throat, up and down, fucking my face before he yanks me back by the hair hard, and I gasp in pain, but it doesn’t last, he’s already pinning me down on the carpet, my legs spread, his mouth all over my pussy, licking and sucking me, his fingers sliding deep. I roll my hips as my eyes flutter shut, and I sink into the bliss of him as he tongues me up and down.
“Fuck, War,” I moan and squirm as his fingers hit the perfect spot. “What are we doing?”
“Right now I’m pushing you up to that edge and watching your skin flush. I’m tasting your pussy, licking your sex, drinking you down and absolutely fucking loving it. You drive me wild, Melody, even when you’re being selfish, even when you’re a fucking liar, all I can think about is pinning you down and sliding my cock between your legs. I want to hurt you and fuck you and make you come. I want to watch you swallow my cock, over and over again. I can’t stop obsessing about it, my pretty Melody.”
He sits back and I stare down at him, hands pressed against his chest as his cock teases me, the tip of it against my soaking entrance. I suck in gasping breaths, whimpering, body trembling with anticipation, until he slowly sinks deeper, and deeper, and I gasp with bliss, my head thrown back. He fills me to the brim and stretches me wide, his thick cock destroying me, driving me to the edge and beyond, breaking me to pieces, making it so I can’t hide behind lies anymore. Everything is out in the open, everything is laid bare, and he isn’t gentle about it. No, War’s never gentle.
He fucks me. Nice and deep, he fucks me and looks in my eyes and pulls my hair and bites my lower lip as he grinds his cock into me. I moan, whimpering, words totally gone, language all but forgotten as I devolve into grunts and groans, my body shaking and sweating, and he keeps going, growling his pleasure. “Fuck, you feel good,” he says, and his tone sounds like gravel in a roller coaster. “God damn it, Melody, your tight little cunt is like heaven.” He rips into me, again and again. “Tell me you love it.”
“I love it,” I whimper.
“Tell me you want me to fuck you.”
“Fuck me, please,” I moan. “Fuck me hard, War, you asshole. I want to feel you.”
He goes deeper, grabbing my ass before pinning me down by the throat, ripping harder and harder, and I’m riding that line between safety and terror, that beautiful gray area where pure bliss resides, and I want more, I want more hurt and more pleasure. He pulls my hair and tightens his grip around my throat as he goes harder, and his face is pulled into pure rage and ecstasy. My body’s a keening wail of need, and he doesn’t stop, the bastard, doesn’t give me a break, no rest, no kindness, not for me. This is punishment, pure and simple, a punishment I want over and over again, and finally, I feel it building between us, that gorgeous peak rolling in the air, and I buck my hips, panting for more and more and more—
And finally, I come. He chokes me as I do it, growling my name, and I come like a sledgehammer to my brain, clearing me out and destroying me. When I can’t take anymore, he turns me around, spreads my legs, and licks me from behind.
“Fuck,” I say, twitching. “Oh, shit, I’m really sensitive now.”
“Good,” he says, lapping at me. “Fuck, you taste lovely.” He presses himself tight against me, his cock at my entrance, and I gasp as he sinks inside. He pulls me up, my back against him, his cock deep between my legs as he teases my breasts and kisses me over my shoulder. “I’m going to come deep inside of you, Melody. Fucking you isn’t enough. I want toownyou, my lovely Melody.”
“Keep going,” I pant as he fucks me then, ripping into me from behind, pinning me down and taking me. “Fuck me, god damn it, War, fuck me.” And it’s the realest thing I’ve ever felt, past all the lies and the bullshit, it’s only War and me and our bodies, and the pleasure and the pain, and I want more, so much more. He keeps going deeper and deeper until his groans and grunts and gasps drive me over the edge again, and I come in a frenzy, I come like I can’t breathe, and I feel him stiffen and fill me, our orgasms mixing and mingling until I’m not sure where I am or what I want and all I care about is coming and coming and coming.
I collapse onto the rug. He falls next to me and I lean my head on his chest, listening to the rapid patter of his heart. I’m sweating, and he’s damp and grinning. I kiss his skin and take deep breaths to try to calm myself before my chest explodes.
