Fraud (Antihero Inferno #2) - Lily White Page 0,74
mouths crash together as my hand clamps down on her hip, my knee shoving her legs apart.
Ivy buries her hands in my hair, neither of us giving a fuck that we’re laying on dirt in the middle of a forest where the animals and God knows what else can watch what we’re doing.
It’s just us, two people who can’t stand each other but still need the challenge only we can give.
Her hips attempt to buck up to rub her pussy on my thigh, but I stop her as I bite her bottom lip, my head dropping to run my mouth down her neck.
“I’m going to get dirt in my ass,” she complains, soft laughter on her voice before a gasp bursts over her lips.
Mouth locked on the tip of her breast, I don’t give a damn how dirty we get, there’s nothing clean about what I want to do to her.
Releasing her nipple, I reach behind her to unclasp her bra, pulling the straps from her shoulders as my gaze falls on her tits.
“You have the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen,” I admit before my mouth tastes her skin, the salt of her sweat from running a burst of flavor against my tongue.
Ivy’s fingers fist my hair, her back arching as she begs for more, her hips bucking when I release my grip to let her rub her pussy against my leg.
Sliding my hand down, I circle my thumb against her swollen clit, my fingers pulling aside the wet silk of her panties to thrust inside her.
“Ah...” Her head falls back, her hips rolling more as I fuck her with three fingers, curling them just right so that the tips tease her inner muscles and drive her insane.
“One of these days, we should try fucking in a bed,” she breathes out.
Smiling at that, I lift my head.
“That would be boring as hell.”
Our mouths collide again, the ability to speak lost as I explore her with my fingers. Her body shakes with the need to come, but my hand slows down every time she reaches that edge, a sound of complaint crawling up her throat.
“Gabriel, damn it. You’re doing this on purpose.”
My mouth drags to her ear.
“I live to torture you. Maybe if you ask nicely, I’ll let you get off.”
I move my head to stare down at her.
She grins in challenge.
“Or maybe I’ll just take what I want.”
Confusion crinkles the skin between my eyes, laughter bursting from my throat when she quickly moves out from under me and shoves me down on my back.
Straddling my lap, Ivy pulls my shorts down until my cock is free, her sneaky hand gripping the shaft as her thumb circles the tip.
“Fuuuuuck...”
My head falls back as she pushes up on her knees and sinks down on top of me, the motion slow until she’s fully seated over my cock.
Opening my eyes, I watch as she braces her palms on my chest and grins.
“Haven’t you learned by now, you’re not the only one playing this game?”
The corners of my lips tug up, but the expression is lost as she begins to move over me, and my hands take possession of her full hips.
It’s just like this woman to keep fighting for dominance even when she has no chance of winning. I’d die from disappointment if she ever gave up.
Her hips begin to move, her tits bouncing to tease my mouth. Pushing my upper body up, I bend my knees to trap her in place, my hands locking down on her hips to shove her down farther as my mouth closes over a nipple.
Our bodies move together, my hands driving her up and down my cock, her head falling back as I suck hard on one tit before moving to the next.
Ivy’s arms fall over my shoulders, her fingers playing with the back of my hair as her pussy tightens over my dick, the first tremors of an orgasm tearing through her.
Watching the sweet expression of her face, I wait for the aftershocks to subside and for her eyes to flutter open.
“Are you done being stubborn?” I ask, my voice a rough growl.
She nods, her mouth parting as our bodies keep moving. “Why?”
Ivy should know the answer to that already. “Because when I fuck your body, I like it rough.”
Her eyes round as I quickly flip her onto her hands and knees, my knee knocking her legs apart just before I sink inside her.
“Touch your clit, beautiful. I want you to scream the next time