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I try to pull my arms from above my head, and the cuffs clang against the metal bed frame. Little brat cuffed me to the damn bed. “What are you doing, baby girl?”
“You think you’re the only one in control here, Max?”
“Take these cuffs off me and we’ll see who’s in control.”
“Oh, Maximo.” She tuts, raking her fingernails down my chest as she rolls her hot, wet pussy over my hard cock. “You can give it, tough guy, but you can’t take it. Is that it?”
“I can take whatever it is you have to offer.”
“You sure about that?”
“One hundred percent.” My eyes roam over her delectable body. Apart from a few scratches on her knees, there’s no outward sign of yesterday, but the psychological scars will affect her much deeper than any physical wound. That sick fuck kidnapped her and tied her up. He was going to take her to Russia and force her to marry him. She stabbed him and got away, all on her own. I’m beyond fucking proud of her for that. But what if he’d gotten up and come after her again? What if we hadn’t got there when we did—
I close my eyes and focus on taking deep breaths. Pushkin is in the basement, and I’ll have my time with him soon enough. But first, my girl clearly has some control issues she needs to work out.
“Do you trust me, Max?” she breathes, probably mistaking my deep breaths and the scowl on my face for unease over her having me in cuffs.
I open my eyes. “Yes.”
Raking her eyes down my body and licking her lips, she hums with pleasure. Her pussy is already wet as she moves over me, and I fucking love how hot she is for me. Her fingertips graze my abdomen and she scoots back, running the pad of her pointer finger over the crown of my dick and collecting the drops of glistening precum. She places that same finger into her mouth, her eyes darkening and her eyelashes fluttering as she sucks it clean. “You taste so damn good, baby,” she says with a soft laugh.
“Wrap your lips around me and I’ll taste even better,” I groan, rocking my hips upward, rubbing my piercings over her clit and making her moan. “You like that?”
Her eyes return to mine and she bites her lip. “Not as much as you do,” she says. “And I’m going to make you beg for my pussy.”
Holy fuck, this woman is going to be the death of me. “You think?”
“I know, tough guy.” She rocks her hips, coating my shaft with her slick heat and grinding her sensitive pussy on me. I shift my hips, trying to slip inside her, but she pulls back, giggling.
“Take my cock, baby girl,” I order. She drops her hips lower again, until I feel her wet heat on my skin. My cock throbs with the desperate need to be inside her. “Pussy or your mouth, I don’t care as long as I’m inside you.”
She laughs and scoots back farther, dropping her head and running her soft, wet tongue the length of my shaft, flicking the tip over each of my piercings before focusing on the one in the crown. She licks it softly, coaxing the barbell to the very edge of my skin and sending jolts of hot, searing pleasure through me.
“Fuck, Joey,” I growl, pulling on the cuffs and rattling the bed frame.
She looks up at me with a wicked smile on her face. “Who owns you, Max?”
“You do, baby,” I groan. “Let me get my cock in you.”
“Not until you beg, tough guy.”
“Please?” I drive my hips upward, trying to get inside her.
She sits back up, settling her beautiful pussy directly over my length. “That really doesn’t sound like begging to me.”
“Joey,” I order. “Sit the fuck on my cock. Right now, baby.”
“Beg me, Max,” she moans, her head tipped back as she rubs herself over me. “Because I can get off just as easily like this.”
Fuck me, she could too. “But how much better would it be with my cock stretching your tight cunt?”
She bites her lip, her skin flushed. She’s every bit as desperate for me as I am for her, but she continues to hold out on me. “You tell me, Max. How good would it feel to slide that huge cock inside me? Fill me up until my soaking wet pussy is wrapped tight around you?”
My chest heaves with the effort of keeping my hands off her. I need to be inside her more than I need my next breath. “Please, Joey.” Now I beg. “Please ride me, baby girl.”
“You want this?” She maneuvers herself until my cock presses at her entrance.
“You know I do.” I drive my hips up, but she’s ready for me. Pulling away, she laughs wickedly like my spoiled little brat.
