Page 33 of Burn (Two Wheeled Psychos #2)

“I don’t want to get up.”

I grumble as Phoenix pulls on my ankle from the foot of the bed.

“Come on. You need a shower. You stink like old sex and filth.”

She laughs, tugging on me harder.

“I’m gonna tickle your foot if you don’t get your stanky ass up off my bed.”

“You wouldn’t. I’m a killer after all. A big, bad, scary killer.”

“The only thing you’ll be killing around me are my poor sheets. Now up.”

She squeals when I jump up and grab her, wrapping my arms around her and yanking her down on the bed with me, pulling the soft covers up over both of us, cocooning us under them.

“Now you have to be in here with me.”

I say, kissing her lips then her forehead. “Mine.”

“Yes, yours.”

She laughs again, rolling her cat-like eyes at me.

“But your smell is gonna suffocate me.”

“Fine.”

I huff, letting her toss the covers off us, but not letting go of her.

“I’ll shower on one condition.”

“Yeah, what’s that?”

“You join me.”

“I’ll race ya there.”

She says, struggling out of my grip and jumping from the bed.

“Fuck, you slippery little thing.”

I curse as she flees from the room while I’m still rolling off the bed. I land on the floor with a hefty oomph, then scramble to my feet, chasing her through the apartment.

“Ready or not here I come.”

I say menacingly.

I reach her just before she reaches the bathroom, and I slam into her from behind, smashing her naked body to the door. She instinctively pushes her ass back against me and groans as I reach around to her front and slide my hands down to her pretty little pussy.

Kicking her legs apart, I drive two fingers inside of her, opening her up, rubbing inside her channel, getting her ready.

“I’m going to fuck you in that shower until you’re begging me to stop.”

I growl in her ear.

“So you’d better be ready baby.”

“Always for you.”

She moans, her head falling back on my shoulder, her body trembling from just my words and two fingers.

“That’s my good fucking girl.”

“I love those words.”

She sighs, spreading her feet apart more.

“I know.”

She’s expecting me to take her right against the door, and she startles when I grab her waist and lift her off her feet, carrying her into the bathroom.

I crank on the shower, kissing her and holding her to my body. It’s been almost twelve hours since I made love to her the last time, and I just need to keep touching her.

“Ooohhh, that’s so warm.”

She croons as I step us under the water, letting it blast my back and shower her gently.

It aches on the fresh scratches on my back and the burn on my neck, but I don’t care. I’ll take all the pain in the world from this woman, because she’s mine. My fucked up little angel who was made just for me.

Turning her in my hold, I press her against the tile wall and pull her ass back towards me. I lean across her arched back and yank her hips to me, driving my cock into her fast and hard.

“Oh God.”

She cries out, her hands slapping the wet tile, her fingers trying to dig into the hard surface.

“Jesus Zeph.”

“Yes baby girl?”

“Harder.”

“Yes my princess, my kitten, my angel.”

It’s hard and fast the way I take her, fucking her to within an inch of her life, making her scream my name over and over again until she is a wrecked mess, and I’m exhausted from the exertion.

“You gonna cum all over my cock like the good girl you are, baby?”

I purr into her ear, licking the shell of it, tasting her sweat and the water on my tongue.

“Yes.”

She breathes out, her hands sliding on the wall, her legs shaking.

“In just…one…”

With a final thrust up into her, lifting her off her feet from the force she explodes around me, dousing me in her juices that spray from her, coating my pelvis and thighs before being washed down the drain with the rest of our filth.

“There you go. So good baby. So fucking good.”

I follow behind her just a moment later, the feeling of her tight cunt squeezing my cock, pushing me over the edge, making me cum hard and fast on a barked yell.

We’re both worn out from a night of sex and little sleep, but the shower is enough to refresh us, well at least me, and as I wash her down, kissing and licking her flesh, my mind swirls around what’s to come next.

“Are we really doing this?”

She asks again, reading my mind.

“I am. Are you doing it with me?”

“They deserve it.”

They do!

“Will you fucking shut your goddamned mouth?”

I curse and immediately slap my hand over my mouth.

“You know, maybe you should get that looked at, it sounds annoying.”

She laughs, kissing my lips hard.

“Or I could just live with my dick buried in you. He’s quiet then.”

“Hmmm a voice that respects sexual privacy, that’s a new one.

“I think he just doesn’t want to be involved.”

“You know he’s you right?”

She laughs, kissing me again, slapping my chest and admiring the heart shaped brand.

“Don’t remind me.”

I say rolling my eyes at her comically.

“Just don’t remind me.”

Hey, I’m still here.

I throw her a wink to show her that he’s talking again and at the same time her and I chime in with “Shut up.”