My dick screams at me. He’s buried between her ass cheeks with just that thin scrap of soaking fabric between us. He’s been patient long enough. Claudia tries to move off the faucet, but I won’t let her go that easy. I reach down and tear away her thong, pressing my body tight against her to hold her in place.
“Where do you think you’re going?” I growl in her ear as I bury my cock inside her.
She’s so tight and hot… hotter than the water cascading down my back. She clenches around me as I slide all the way in. Fuck. My whole body strains, and I have to take a moment to breathe slow, to force my monster to yield to my control. I can’t move. I’m so fucking gone that I’ll come in a moment if I move. And I’m not ready. Not yet.
A stream of expletives fall from Claudia’s pretty lips. “What… the… fuck… are you waiting for?” she gasps out, wriggling her ass against me, trying to force me to fuck her. But I don’t obey. Not this time. Not when disobeying is so much fun.
I slam her against the faucet, buried inside her but refusing to move, just holding her against the unrelenting water as it pounds her clit into submission.
She comes again, her pussy tightening around me as more curses fall from her mouth. Her hands slide all over the tiles. She slams her ass back – she’s trying to fuck me, but I won’t give her the room to move.
“Fuck you, Noah Marlowe,” she cries out, her words dissolving into screams as the third orgasm rips through her. I hold her cheek against the tiles and attack her mouth with mine. Her eyes are wide and her pussy clenches and I have to breathe, breathe, breathe, so I don’t burst, so I can keep going with this exquisite torture.
Claudia’s legs aren’t working anymore. Her nails scrape down the tiles. I’m the only thing holding her upright, but still I won’t let her escape. Her screams become one long orgasm, her pussy clenching around me, squeezing me. She got her wish in the end – she’s the one fucking me, tearing my pleasure from me no matter how much I resist.
“Noah…” my name falls from her lips again and again and again as she loses herself completely. Her eyes are feral, glaring at me as if she’s deciding whether I’d taste better raw and bloody or fried with cheese and jalapeños.
“It’s payback time,” I whisper as I slide my finger into her ass.
Now I thrust.
I buck my hips back and drive into her, slamming her clit into the faucet as my finger moves past the ring of muscle and deeper inside her. I still remember her evil laugh from the panic room as she did the same thing to me, and at the time I hated how much I loved it, how well she knew what would drive me wild. No girl had ever done that before – I was always the one calling the shots.
And even though I’ve reduced her to a gibbering mess of sobs and screams, as I pound into her, my cock quivering with the delicious pain of resisting her, I know I’m not in control now. Far fucking from it.
This is so so wrong, and so so right.
When the monster inside me finally wins the battle and I explode inside her, I go blind. My vision blanks and white lights dance across my eyes. There’s a moment where I lose myself completely. I’m nothing but pain and light and pleasure and Claudia, and I love it. I never want to wake up.
The pleasure ebbs.
The world spins.
I open my eyes. I’m on the bottom of the shower, smushed up against the glass with my legs splayed out in a most undignified position. Claudia stands over me, hands on her hips.
She slaps my cheek. “You’re a fucking bastard, Noah Marlowe.”
The sting is exquisite. I reel, but she grabs my neck and thrusts her tongue in my mouth. She reaches above her head and removes the spray head from its hook. Light flickers in her ice-cold eyes, and I know I’m in trouble.
I’m completely under her spell.
24
Gabriel
I wake up in hell.
That’s the only logical explanation. I’m boiling hot, tiny demons are sticking pitchforks in my temples, and I’m fairly certain the Devil himself kneels on my chest, slapping my cheeks with a wet fish.