Page 58 of The Chaos She Brings

He lifts his head and takes my lips with his. “You can,” he murmurs, his breath ghosting across my skin. “Giveme one more, Hurricane.”

My eyes roll and tingles erupt over me as every nerve ending on my body lights up. My second climax washes over me and I shudder.

Kai pulls away from me and I whine. His expression is dark, dangerous. “Tell me how bad you want it.”

I manage a stuttered, “Please,” as he stands to remove his boxers, his hard cock springing free. It’s so thick and long and all I can do is remember the way it felt so good in my mouth. How much I loved the taste of his cum.

The Jacob’s ladder on the underside glimmers, teasing me. I want to feel each rung slip inside me; feel the way I’d have to stretch to accommodate him.

He strokes himself leisurely, his expression so different to his usual scowl. There’s an almost playfulness to his eyes, though his next words are said with absolute seriousness. “You want my cock, Hurricane? Beg for it.”

My stomach swoops as he climbs back onto the bed, his large frame boxing me into the mattress. I want him. I fuckingneedhim. The dominance in his voice is addictive, wreaking havoc on my insides.

“Please,” I whimper. I don’t care if I sound desperate. I am. “Please Kai. Please fuck me. I want your cock inside me. I want you to fill me with your cum.”

He groans then in a matter of seconds he’s got the t-shirt off over my head and has me flipped around so I’m on my hands and knees.

“Hold onto the headboard.”

I reach up, grasping hold of the metal frame as he positions himself behind me. My skin is on fire, burning from the inside out as the anticipation grows.

His hard cock nudges at my entrance. Yes.This.

Then he pauses.

“Fuck,” he curses, voice strained.

No.

Please God.

I twist my head towards him. “What?” The word is barely more than a breathy whimper.

He groans, a bitter disappointed sound. “We don’t have condoms.”

“I’m on birth control. The pill. And I’m clean.” The words burst out of me. I’m too needy to stop.

He studies the side of my face for a moment. “You’re sure?”

My answer is to thrust my ass towards him in invitation. His eyes immediately snap towards it, then he smirks uncharacteristically.

“What are you—” My question is cut off when he delivers a sharp thwack to my ass cheek. “The fuck,” I squeal, unsure whether I love the bite of pain as my clit throbs with need.

He rubs the same cheek he just smacked in an almost loving gesture.

Then his cock is back, pressing at my entrance. He pushes the head in, and I gasp, my head falling forwards as I press back into him. The stretch of him filling me has my eyes watering.

Kai sounds almost pained as he growls, “You’re so tight. Fuck.”

He eases into me, inch by delicious inch until he’s buried to the hilt and we both groan in pleasure.

I’ve never been with someone who has a pierced dick and let me tell you: it hits the fucking spot,holy shit.

”You're mine. Every inch of you belongs to me." He punctuates the statement with a strong thrust of his hips as he pulls out then pushes back in again.

“Don’t say that unless you mean it,” I choke out on a half moan, half groan.

Kai’s hips slam into my thighs as he fucks me. I grip the headboard as each thrust takes me higher and higher. The wet sound of Kai’s cock sliding in and out of my pussy mingles with our heady moans and groans.