"You," she yells, "I am tired of your stupid threats. If you want to do something that is going to shock me, then I dare you to go through with it."
She raises her hand again, but this time, I grab her wrist. I twist her hand behind her back as she pants.
"Fuck you," she spits out, "I hate you."
"Good."
Color splotches her face. She snaps her head forward and I manage to evade it, barely. Must be a combination of my still-not-close-to-optimum state and her acting on pure adrenaline.
I lower her to her feet, "Calm down," I grate out as I grab her other hand and pull it behind her back.
I pull her close so her breasts are flattened against my chest. Her chest heaves, her hair flows around her shoulders, and she glares at me, her green eyes spitting sparks.
"You’re fucking gorgeous, Sunshine," I murmur.
Her nipples pebble against my chest, and goddamnit, if they got any harder, they’d surely poke right through the fabric of her dress.
"I want to fuck you so hard that you’ll forget all those insults that you like to spew at me.
"Why don’t you then?"
"Oh, I am not going to let you get away that easily."
"Wh... what do you mean?"
I lean in close enough for our noses to bump, then I lick my tongue up her cheek.
She shivers.
"Why the fuck are you so responsive to my touch?" I stare at her through half-closed eyes.
"This is my response to how repulsive I find you," she says through gritted teeth.
"Is that right?"
She bares her teeth.
I laugh. "Your body says otherwise. If I shove my hand between your legs, will I find you wet, Sunshine?"
"Fuck you."
"Not yet." I smirk.
She struggles in my grasp, every move of hers bringing her core in close contact with the already massive erection that tents my crotch. She must feel it too, for her color heightens further.
"Let go of me, you…youstronzo," she hisses.
"Now, now, be nice." I shackle both of her wrists with one hand. With the other, I press down on her shoulder.
She sinks down to her knees, then glowers up at me. "What do you think you are doing?"
"Less talking, more sucking," I drawl.
Her mouth opens, and fuck, I don’t want to hear one more thing from her. If I do, I’ll lose my control and simply throw her down and bury myself inside her, and I don’t want to do that. Not yet. If I do, I might never want to leave the hot, squelching, moist place that is her cunt, and I can’t have that. Not if I want to ensure that I have her so hungry for me, she’ll do anything I ask without question. And I need that level of subservience if I want my plans to fall into place.
I lower my zipper, and my cock springs out. Her gaze widens, but before she can say anything I’ve thrust my cock into her mouth.
Heat, tightness. A shiver runs up my spine. Fucking hell, she is a siren. Every part of her body stills for a few seconds, her gaze lifted to mine. Her green eyes glow with an inner light that, if I’m not mistaken, is a combination of anger and arousal. Fucking hell, I set out to…frighten her, maybe? To try to harness that spirit of hers, but damn, if she doesn’t seem to revel in the level of darkness that stirs inside of me.