Page 27 of UnWholly Angels (Crestview Cardinals #1)
“You’re so wet already, Maya, but I think you can do better,” Riley said as he dragged his finger painfully slow over my pussy. I moaned softly, the friction causing me to grind my hips into his hand, needing more than he was giving me.
Expertly placing pressure against my clit, he ordered me to hold on tight, and I gasped when my body fell backward again, being lifted in the air and set on the railing. I held steady, my pleading eyes watching as he worked his cock out of his pants, already hard and at attention, all for me.
At that moment, it was like the world had stopped, and all I could hear over the wind was our panting, nervous breaths. I tilted my head toward the sky as his thumb worked my clit in slow circles.
“I know you’ve been hurt. Time and time again, your choice ripped from you.
You should have been in control.” His fierce whispers penetrated my chest, causing my heart to palpitate at his words.
I wanted to push against him. I needed to feel Riley inside me.
I knew it was safe with him. The whole time, his hand had kept a steady hold, planted where it belonged, supporting my body.
“Tonight, you’re getting that back. Are you ready for me, Maya?
” Without giving me a chance to reply, he repositioned my hips against the ledge and slowly pushed his cock into me, stretching and filling me in a way I’d never felt before.
Slowly, he dragged himself along my insides, waiting for me to give him a sign that he could pick up the pace.
“More…please.” With a long thrust, he buried himself inside of me, gripping tighter as our bodies collided.
Every time his pelvis met my clit, a guttural moan ripped through me.
This was something I’d wanted for so long, and he made sure I felt every hard inch of his cock as he increased his pace once more.
Each time he brought forward a new wave of pleasure, and I was starting to get greedy.
Completely forgetting my body hung halfway off the balcony, my hips moved to meet his pace, each deep stroke rubbing along my walls as I clenched around him.
I was utterly speechless, only able to manage to cry out against the night air.
Earlier, I wanted to scream for help. Now, I wanted every single person in a twenty-mile radius to hear us.
His hand flew to the back of my neck, squeezing, and I looked at him with pleading eyes. “As much as I love to see you at my mercy, I need more freedom,” he grunted.
A growl of frustration left me as he withdrew, leaving me aching for more already, but he only laughed.
“Oh, don’t worry, greedy girl, we aren’t done.
” With a quick flip of my body, I found myself on the cold, hard ground, held up by my hands and knees.
His other hand, now completely free, wrapped around my waist, and I cried out as a quick, harsh slap landed on my ass. “Far from it.”
I couldn’t help but jerk my body against him and ask for another. I welcomed the pain as the next slap came down on my throbbing ass cheek, harder this time. I needed him to take me again, so I pushed back, asking silently for more.
“Beg me,” Riley demanded. The head of his dick sat nestled between my lips, teasing and waiting for the moment he got his satisfaction, but I only faced the wall, smirking as he growled behind me. “Fuck this and fuck you for all the games you play.”
With a sinister chuckle, he thrust into me, immediately setting a punishing pace as I flattened my palms on the freezing shingles, trying my best to brace myself.
Never missing a beat, he released my hair and grabbed my arms, pinning them behind my back, forcing my cheek to the flat rooftop.
My eyes rolled at the repeated abuse. I wanted the pain that he inflicted every time his dick grazed against my cervix.
Each punishing thrust stole my breath away, and I could feel my orgasm growing, heat spreading across my abdomen.
This position, how deep Riley was fucking me, pushed me closer and closer, threatening to throw me off the very ledge he spoke about moments ago.
I was going to jump and I wanted him to follow.
“Riley, harder, please,” I begged between ragged breaths. Tears fell down my cheeks at the carnal pleasure I felt. My pussy quivered each time I pushed back into his pelvis, and I was grateful he was letting me take what I wanted. Wetness dripped down my leg, warm against my cool skin.
He leaned forward, and I shuddered when his hot breath fanned against my neck. “You’re such a dirty woman, Freckles, melting under me like this.” It’s true. My tits swayed underneath me each time my body rocked, and I found my hand moving toward my clit when he grabbed my wrist and shoved it away.
I whimpered. I needed the release. “Tell me what you need,” he whispered, sinking deeper, my moan cutting through the words I needed to say. “Do you need to come?”
In the bliss of the moment, I couldn’t hear the question; I just kept pushing back, my cries getting louder and coming more frequently as I reached my peak.
“Go ahead, tonight you get a free pass. Going forward, you beg when I say beg. You come when I want you to, and I’ll know if you try, believe me. You want me to show you? I’ll show you,” he said dangerously low.
Blood pumped through my ears, and white flashes crossed my vision as I spasmed around Riley’s cock. “Christ, Maya, you’re squirting,” he pointed out excitedly.
“I…what?” I asked breathlessly.
Despite my growing tiredness, Riley picked me up effortlessly and turned me around on my back to face him.
Even in the cold, the sweat beaded down his forehead and dripped onto my chest. His abdomen glistened with my arousal, and I couldn’t pull myself to look away from his mischievous stare as he gripped the flesh of my thigh to hike it up his waist. Instinctively, I hooked onto him, using his waist as an anchor.
“Give me one more, Maya.”
“Choke me,” I demanded. Although he hesitated, I didn’t want him to.
In an attempt to pull King from the shadows, I took control, taking the hand that wasn’t currently digging into the flesh of my ass and placing it around my throat, his cold fingers twitching against the base of my neck. “You won’t hurt me. Please, King."
“Keep begging, don’t you stop.”
I watched the darkness intensify in his hungry eyes as he begged for a much needed release in his own way.
We stayed there, heavy breaths leaving us both as I raked my hands up and down his chest, tracing the outline of his tattoo.
In truth, I was freezing and felt like my ass would freeze to the roof if we stayed out here any longer, but I wasn’t running away from this high we were chasing. Not for anything.
“Choke me, King. Punish me.”
Riley swallowed, taking my breath away as his hand clamped down over my throat.
My body felt the lack of oxygen soon after, and he took the chance to grip my ass and pull me flush against him.
My dripping pussy allowed his dick to practically slide into my shaking body.
The mixture of relentless pounding and breath play had me writhing under him in minutes, and my vision swam, little squiggles dotting my vision as my lungs screamed for air.
My fingernails found their way to his back, raking down the rigid muscles.
A groan of pain left Riley’s lips, and I’d only realized he was bleeding after I felt a slight amount of liquid wet the pads of my fingers.
I wanted to do it again. I looked to him for permission while his grip loosened, allowing me one single breath before stealing it again.
“Make me bleed, Freckles. You don’t breathe until I feel pain.”
My eyes begged, pleading with him. I never meant to hurt him, but the dominant look he stared me down with was intimidating, and I wanted to be good for him.
With a newfound determination, I wrapped both legs around him tightly, trapping our bodies together and dragged my nails down his back as hard as I could.
Each thrust brought me higher until I had no choice but to let the waves crash over me, and an extra rush of adrenaline coursed through my veins as a breath of fresh air filled my lungs.
Riley fell forward, catching himself on one arm and burying himself to the hilt to find his own release. I could feel the jerk of his dick as he coated my insides and lowered his forehead to rest on mine. His eyes were closed, concentrated as he worked hard to catch his breath.
A long, drawn-out moan left him with the last breath, and he whispered, “I really tried.”
His thumb brushed against my chin, then across my cheek, but I stayed quiet, mostly because I was still trying to find my own. I silently begged for him to finish because who knows when I would get Riley this vulnerable again.
My hand rested on the back of his head, playing lazily with his hair. I probably looked like a mess myself, but I didn’t feel it. I felt refreshed.
“I tried not to fall in love with you again. I’m terrified one of us isn’t going to come out of this alive,” he said shakily.
My breath hitched, trapped within my vocal cords at his confession, and I only held him tighter. Trailing my fingers along his jawline, the stubble scratched along the pads of my fingers as I thought of the perfect words to say.
“Why don’t we get out of the cold, make some hot chocolate, then talk about it,” I whispered.
I could feel the small twitch of a smile against my sternum as he turned to me.
“I’d really like that, actually.”