I'm fed up of living in the confines of my house, hidden away like some princess in a castle.
I need to remember who I am. I need this excitement, this pain, this high.
He releases me with a pop, but he doesn't let up, instead sucking and biting all the way down over my collarbone and to the edge of my tank.
My breasts are heavy with my need for him to touch me, and I sigh in relief when he tugs the straps of both my top and bra over my shoulder and pulls down until he exposes me.
"Maybe a part of you did fall from heaven, Hellion."
"No, I—" My response dies on my lips when he sucks one hard peak into his mouth, his tongue swirling around the sensitive skin before his teeth sink in.
"Fuck, fuck." My fingers thread into his hair, twisting painfully as he continues his assault.
I lose myself to the sensations as he switches from one side to the other to continue driving me crazy.
My panties are soaked, my clit pulsating with my need to be touched, my need to fall over the edge at his command.
I get to the point where I almost think he'll manage it from just this alone, when he abruptly pulls back and stands before me.
"W-wha—"
"Get on our knees." His words are like fuel to my already out of control fire as his dark, wicked eyes bore into mine. I don't need to look at the rest of his expression to know that he's deadly serious. I'm not sure whether this guy ever actually jokes about anything.
His hand grips my bare shoulder and he pushes forcefully until my knees buckle beneath me—not that I really need the encouragement. My mouth is already watering for what's about to happen.
Excitement surges through me, for in that moment I finally take total control over this situation without even really having to do anything.
The second I'm on my haunches before him, I reach out, lifting his hoodie and finding the button of his waistband.
I waste no time in popping it open and wrapping my fingers around the fabric of both his pants and boxers and pulling them down.
My eyes have long adjusted to the darkness, and although I can't make everything out, I know instantly that he has a very good reason for being a cocky asshole, because he's not just packing in the gun department.
Lifting my hand, I wrap my fingers around his length and lean forward, licking at the tip that's glistening in the moonlight. His taste explodes on my tongue, making my mouth water even more to feel him hitting the back of my throat.
His hips thrust forward at my contact, trying to take more. He'll wait. He might not understand that he's lost his control right now, but he'll learn.
Licking the tip of him like a popsicle, I look up.
My breath catches at the menacing expression on his face.
"Hellion," he growls, clearly unimpressed with my teasing.
I continue to hold his eyes as I move forward, allowing the head of his cock to pass my lips.
"Fuck," he barks as I continue sucking him deeper. His fingers twist in my hair until it burns and causes heat and need to explode within me. But he doesn't take control of my movements like I was expecting him to. Not yet, at least.
I take him back as far as I can before pulling off and teasing the underside of his cock with my tongue as I release him.
"You're right. You're certainly no angel," he growls as I take him again, deeper this time, making his length jerk in my mouth.
His hold on me tightens as his hips begin to move, keeping himself deep in my throat. Saliva spills from the side of my mouth as my eyes burn and water with my need for air.
"Yesss," he hisses as his thrusts get more demanding.
His cock swells even more in my mouth, and I prepare myself for him to come down my throat.
But as I expect it to happen, his fingers tighten even more in my hair until I swear he's about to rip it clean from my head, and I'm pulled off his cock and dragged to my feet.