“And you're a cocky asshole. But I love you anyway.” She grins up at me and my heart does this fucking fluttering thing hearing the words I've wanted for as long as I can remember. God, she’s a crazy killer, but she makes me feel like a love sick idiot.
“And I love you, crazy and all.” She smiles wide at that.
“Queenie too?”
“Of course. You're both my girls.” I wink, making her laugh. Sam flashes through my mind and my face almost gives away the sinking feeling in my gut. I should talk to her before we go any further. But what if she wants nothing to do with me after I tell her everything? Because I do plan on talking to her before the night is over. She deserves the truth, and I’m done lying and living in limbo.
“Alright then, put that big boy to good use,” she says, eyeing my cock.
“Oh, this?” I ask, gripping my length and giving it a few strokes as I push aside everything that’s weighing on my mind. “You want this, do you?”
“Yes. Now, fuck me,” she says, opening her legs wider for me.
I lick my lips as I look at her glistening pussy and shake my head. Her brows furrow in confusion before I speak again. “Stand up.” She stares at me like I’m crazy, but does it anyway. “Now, turn around.”
“What are you doing?”
“Turn around,” I growl. She lets out an annoyed huff, but does it anyway.
“Now, bend over and present that sexy ass to me.”
She looks over her shoulder, giving me a dirty grin telling me she understands what I want.
“Like this?” she asks playfully, draping herself over the desk, displaying her ass to me on a silver platter.
Damn it, she’s so fucking perfect. “God, that ass.” I groan, leaning over to bite her ass cheek.
“Stop looking, start fucking.” She rolls her eyes, but I see a smile that fills me with a feeling I’m not quite used to yet.
“You know what, fine. You want to be fucked? I’ll fuck you,” I snarl, her eyes flashing with excitement.
I slap her ass, her mouth parting to chew me out, but I line my cock up with her entrance and thrust in hard.
“Fuck!” she cries out with pleasure.
“That’s what I intend on doing. Hold on, My Queen, your wish is my command.” I chuckle darkly before I grip her hips and start pounding into her like a savage animal.
The noises coming from her are almost enough to have me cumming. But I don’t want this to be over any time soon. “Look at you, my dirty girl. You're pretty, little cunt gripping my cock so fucking good. God, you're perfect.”
“Fuck, you’re big,” she pants. “So fucking good.” She moans as I rock her into the desk.
My heart is pounding, my breaths coming out ragged. I’ve had a lot of sex in my life, but nothing compares to being with Harlow.
Grabbing a handful of her hair, I yank her up so that her back is flush to my front. She lets out a feral sound, grabbing her dagger and placing it against my leg as if on instinct.
“Now, now, little killer,” I say against her neck, her chest heaving with anger. “Do you trust me? I won’t do anything to hurt you. At least nothing you won't like.”
“You're walking a thin line, Axel,” she warns.
“I’m sorry.” I kiss her neck. “It’s just that you're wearing far too much clothing.” I place my hand over hers, taking the dagger from her. She lets me have it with no fight, and I use the blade to slice off her corset.
“Hey,” she grumbles. “I really liked that outfit.”
“You’re rich,” I say, tossing the dagger onto the desk and using both hands to cup her breasts. “You can buy another one.” I roll her tight nipples between my fingers as I start to thrust into her again.
She leans back against me, her head against my shoulder as she allows me to fuck her. Her arms come up around my neck, both hands grabbing onto my hair, using that to hold her in position.
I pound into her, biting and sucking her neck, my body feels like it’s on fire. The feeling of my cock gliding through her slick pussy is fucking glorious. The way her core pulses around me with each thrust is even better.