Page 20 of Poisoned Pawns (The Gamemakers Trilogy #1)

“I’d love to bite this little clit,” he growls as I tighten my grip on his cock, then dig my nails up and down his length. “Vee, fuck! Do that again,” he orders, and I dig my nails deeper, dragging them up and down his shaft. He slams on the brakes and pulls over to the side of the road,

“I can’t take it anymore!” he says through gritted teeth.

Ripping his seat belt off, he lays his seat back and pulls his jeans and boxers down as I climb over the small center console to straddle his lap.

He grips his hard cock and presses his head against my clit, rubbing it up and down, causing my body to shiver.

“You’re so fucking wet, Vee,” he groans.

I kneel as he lines his cock up with my entrance, and then I sink down slowly, moaning as I tighten around him.

Throwing my head back, he grips my thighs, roughly digging his fingers into my flesh.

He thrusts hard up into me, causing my hands to grab onto his shoulders to keep my balance as I roll my hips, bouncing my ass up and down his length.

“Fuck, you’re so tight, Jesus, Vee,” he growls, gripping my ass forcing me down as his cock pushes deeper into me.

Rolling my hips, I slam down on him as my clit hits his pelvic bone repeatedly.

He bites his bottom lip, groaning as I wrap my hand around his throat and squeeze, causing his grip on my ass to tighten so roughly I’m sure he’s leaving marks in his wake.

I love how rough he is. It’s the complete opposite of him, and I love that I’m bringing out the unhinged side.

“I wish we were in a bed so I could tie you up and make you beg for your release, amongst other things,” he pants, meeting me thrust for thrust. Digging my nails into the sides of his neck, I lean down and bite his chin and jawline as I continue to bounce up and down his length, chasing my orgasm that is on the brink of explosion.

“I think if you knew what I really wanted, I might scare you away,” I whimper as he reaches down between us, pinching my clit.

“Oh, you have no idea the things I want to do to you. I’m just not sure you could handle it,” he growls, pinching my clit again, causing me to convulse in his lap as my orgasm hits me hard and fast.

“Fuck, I-I-I’m cumming!” I scream, throwing my head back, riding him as my movements become erratic and my grip tightens around his throat, cutting off his air supply.

“Yes! Y-yes. Just like that. Fuck!” I scream, gushing all over his lap as my vision goes white, but he doesn’t stop pounding up into me.

He slaps my hand away from his throat, pinching my clit so hard I scream from the pain, but another orgasm barrels through, causing my body to light up like the Fourth of July.

My whole body shakes uncontrollably as he releases my clit, holding my hips down in place.

He thrusts up into me so fucking hard my head hits the ceiling of the car.

“I hope you’re on birth control because I am not pulling out.

I need to fill this tight cunt. Fuck! I’m going to cum so fucking hard, Vee.

Shit!” He roars as his grip tightens on my hips, digging his fingers into my skin so roughly I cry out in pain and pleasure as I feel him cumming and filling me to the brim.

But he doesn’t stop, he doesn’t slow down as another orgasm rips through my body causing me to lose all my senses.

I gasp for air as he fucks my cunt into oblivion over and over again, never letting up, lighting my body on fire.

I can’t breathe. It hurts so fucking good.

“I know you got one more for me, baby. Let me hear you scream as you soak my lap. Come on, Vee. Let me feel it,” he orders, as tears stream down my cheeks from the pain, but I don’t stop. I love the pain. I revel in it. He reaches down and slaps my clit repeatedly until I’m screaming his name.

“Pieeerrceeeee. Fucckkkkkkkkkkk.”

“That’s it, baby. Such a good fucking girl!” he praises as he slows down his pace, milking my walls. “Stay still. I want to fill you one more time, baby. You think you can handle it?” he asks, and I nod, gripping his throat.

“As long as I can take your air.” I smirk as he licks his lips, nodding.

I squeeze tighter, digging my nails into his throat, loving the way his face turns different shades of red as he digs his fingers into my hips.

Holding me in place, he slams up into me at a brutal pace.

It’s not until he’s damn near purple, and there’s a vein bulging from the side of his head, that I release him as he cums in me for the last time, coating my cunt with his warm cum.

I fall into his chest as he wraps his arms around me, running his fingers up my spine while his dick softens inside me.

After a few minutes of silence and catching our breath, he lifts my chin, bringing my lips to his. The kiss is slow, soft, and gentle. The complete opposite of what we just did. He pulls away, looking into my eyes.

“Are you okay, Vee?” he asks, and I nod.

“More than okay,” I reply, and he smiles, cupping my face.

“How do you feel about knife play?” he asks.

Jesus Christ. Did I just meet my match? Why is he so perfect? How did he know that I would be into that? Fuck! I am so fucked for this boy! But shit! What about Desmond and Silas?