Chapter 32

THIRTY-TWO

M aybe she's feeling the need to claim me and prove to everyone I'm hers because Fallon grabs me in the car as soon as the door shuts. I'm more than happy to oblige. Tonight, my girl didn't run, not even from my live confession, and when that rando tried to move in on her territory? Fuck, it was so hot watching her lay her claim.

"That's it, sweetheart, show them I'm yours," I murmur, letting her rip off my shirt as I lie back. "I always have been and always will be, now they know it."

I help her pull my pants down, and my eyes widen as she lifts her dress and straddles me. She grabs the headrest to her right as we start to move. Her icy eyes hold me captive as she leans down and bites my nipple. The pain makes me gasp, even as I arch up into her. Her teeth dig in harder, and I grip her hips, rubbing her against my length, her panties the only thing between us.

The pain grows in my chest until she pulls back, both of us looking down at the perfect teeth imprint surrounding my nipple, which is bleeding slightly. "Fuck, sweetheart, that's so hot. Do that everywhere."

I expect her to ignore me, but she slides her lips down my chest, making me shudder below her, and then her teeth dig into my abs, and I hiss. My eyes roll back as I push my body deeper into her mouth, wanting her marks all over me.

Fuck, let them scar. I'd love it.

Lifting her head, she blows over the stinging bite as she meets my gaze. "You're mine, but maybe I need to remind you." Reaching down, she moves her panties to the side, and with an angry twist of her lips, she slams down onto my length.

I can't help but yell. She's so fucking tight and nowhere near wet enough to take me. With a determined glint in her eyes, she forces herself onto me, taking all of my length until we are both shaking, our bodies locked together.

She feels like fucking heaven, and then she starts to move, rolling her hips as she rides me, setting a hard, fast rhythm. I slide my hand up her thigh and over her pussy, rubbing my thumb against her clit. Her eyes blow with desire and her lips part.

"That's it, sweetheart, ride me, use me," I plead, rubbing her clit until she's nice and slick and taking me easier. One of her hands slides down my chest, while the other holds onto the headrest as she rides me.

It's such a fucking sight, I want to take a picture and remember this forever—the possessive glint in her eyes, my blood on her teeth, and her perfect dress pulled up as she fucks me. There is nothing like seeing my ice queen melt.

I might be crazy, but Fallon is pure fire under all that ice, and I love it

"Did you fuck her?" she asks as she speeds up her hips.

"Who?" I frown, lost in the way she's moving. She's all I can think about, so who the hell is she talking about while rocking my world?

"Melissa." I must still look confused because she slaps my hand away, pins it against the seat, and snarls. "The woman from a minute ago."

"Oh." Realization hits me, and I grin. Her eyes narrow in warning, and she clenches around me so tightly, I swear my soul leaves my body. I groan beneath her, pulling her down to take me deeper, but she pushes me away and slows down. "No. Not one of them. I just used her to try to make you jealous. Hell, I didn't even know her name—any of them. I didn't touch them. When they tried to touch my hand or flirt, I pushed them away," I admit without shame, and her eyes flare.

"You made yourself look like a player to make me jealous when I didn't even know you?" she scoffs, rolling her hips. "You fucking weirdo."

"It worked." I try to tug her down, wanting to taste the fire on her lips, but she resists. "I never fucked any of them. Why would I? You were all I wanted and all I thought about. They wouldn't even compare. Hell, I couldn't even get off in my own hand without imagining it was yours."

"You really are obsessed," she remarks, but it seems to pacify her, and she smiles as she speeds up, riding me once more. The driver has to know what we're doing, but I don't care. I wouldn't stop my girl even if the world was ending.

"You're finally starting to get it." I lick my lips as I watch her pretty pink pussy take my cock deep, wishing her panties were gone so I could get a good look.

"Stop talking," she demands, sliding her hand up her body to squeeze her breast through her dress as she clenches around me. Her moan fills the air, making me grit my teeth to stop me from rolling us and driving into her pussy until she screams.

She needs to be in charge right now. She needs this, so I'll give it to her.

I'd let her torture me this way for the rest of our lives.

Her hand hits the roof of the moving car, her blazing eyes locking on me as she fucks the life out of me. I would die a happy man right here, being used for her pleasure.

"Whom do you belong to?" she asks.

"You," I murmur. "I'm yours, Fallon."

Her groan fills the car, her head falling back as her hips speed up, and I know she's close. Her breath hitches, and she cries out, her cunt clamping down on my length so hard I see stars.

I stop moving and let her recover, but when her eyes land on me again, they are filled with a wicked gleam .

Sliding from my hard cock, she tugs her dress down as she eyes me, arching an eyebrow as if to dare me to protest. I nearly fucking come from that look alone. "You annoyed me tonight. You let her get too close to you. You are mine to use, no one else's. This is your punishment. When you have been good, I'll let you come inside me again. Until then, I'll keep using you for my own pleasure. Understood?"

It's another ploy to push me away, but it won't work.

My cock drips with her cream as I put it away, then I sit up and kiss her cheek, grinning. "Completely," I murmur against her skin. "I'm just fucking honored to have your cum on me, sweetheart. That's enough for me. I've told you before and I'll tell you again, use me all you want. If you want me to crawl on my fucking knees or if you want to tie me to your bed, hard and ready to be ridden at all times, then I'll do it. I'll do anything for you."

"Psycho," she mutters, but she's fighting a shy smile.

"You know it, sweetheart. I'm your psycho. Now take me home and ride me all night. Punish me."

Her lips purse, and she glances at me, her icy eyes sliding down my body. "If you hold out all night, I'll let you come when the sun rises."

"Deal."

Doesn't she know I've been holding out for years? One night is nothing.

I've waited my entire life for her.

We stumble into the house, fumbling as she backs me toward her stairs, never once breaking our kiss. We hit a table and something crashes, but I don't care and neither does she. My back hits a wall, and my head hits a painting. I feel it fall and smash to the side, but I don't pull away from her as her hand slides across my chest.

"Ms. Fallon?" a shy, embarrassed voice calls from somewhere behind us. "Um, are you okay? Do you need anything?"

She turns her head, peering at whoever it is, but I don't. I kiss down her neck as my hands hit her ass and hoist her up. She wraps those delicious long legs around me. "No, you can all leave."

"Yes, Ms. Fallon." There's restrained laughter in the tone and then fading footsteps. I don't wait for them to be gone; they can watch for all I care. I slide my hand under her dress and rip her panties off so she can't use them to hide herself from me again.

I debate going upstairs, but I won't make it, so instead, I drop her to the steps, pressing her back with one hand behind her head to stop it from hitting the step and getting hurt as I shove her dress up and drive into her tight cunt.

"Night, Ms. Fallon!" someone squeaks.

"Goodnight," she calls breathlessly, her eyes on me as she lifts one leg and throws it over my shoulder. "Fuck me harder."

Her moans fill her mansion as I fuck her on the stairs like the animal I am.

One hand grips her head, while the other holds her thigh, giving me leverage to drive into her. I bend down and bite her neck as I fill her tight cunt over and over. Her moans spur me on, driving me wild.

"Kage, fuck!" she exclaims, and her back arches as her cunt grips my cock so hard I almost come. I have to fight my own release, causing my chest to heave. It almost hurts as she slumps under me, her eyes closed and lips parted on a breath.

"I'm not done with you yet. I have a promise to keep," I tell her as I lick her lips until her eyes open and meet mine.

I pull from her dripping, clinging cunt, and both of us groan at the sensation as I slide my arms more solidly around her.

She's boneless when I lift her and carry her into the kitchen, where I lay her on the counter. Grabbing one of her fancy cooking knives, I slice off her dress. Her eyes narrow in anger. "That was six thousand dollars."

"Bill me," I snarl, sliding out my wallet and grabbing a stack of cash. I toss it on her chest before adding more. "This is for the others I'm about to ruin."

She smiles, ignoring the money, and leans back, spreading her legs so I can see her juicy cunt begging to be licked and fucked. "Fine, then keep your promise," she replies.

Leaning in, I drag my tongue over her chest and up her neck, tasting her skin until I reach her ear. "I plan to. This cunt is going to be stuffed full of my cock until dawn. Can you handle it?"

"I can handle anything," she responds breathlessly, tilting her head to give me better access. "So stop talking."

Fine. If she doesn't want me to speak, then I'll put my mouth to better use, like licking her cunt.

I'm about to drop to my knees when I see the fruit bowl, and a wicked idea fills my head. Her eyes narrow as I reach for it.

"Kage, what?—"

Choosing a peach, I take a bite before leaning down and licking her pussy. "Fuck, it tastes the exact same." I rub the fruit across her cunt, getting it nice and wet before shoving it into my mouth and chewing.

She watches me the entire time, her mouth parted in shock and desire, and when I swallow the fruit, I drag my tongue up her cunt again. "Juicy," I murmur. "So fucking sweet, just like my girl. I want to swallow you like that."

"Then do it," she orders, tossing her leg over my shoulder and pressing her cunt against my face. "I'm tired of hearing your voice. All I want is your tongue, not your words."

Fuck, I love it when she's mean.

Reaching down, I fist the top of my leaking cock to stop myself from coming as I shove my tongue inside her. Her whimper makes my hips smack into the counter, the pain driving me a little crazy as I fuck her with my tongue. I rub my nose against her clit until she grinds against my face, using it to find her pleasure.

She's all I taste, feel, and see, and I fucking love it.

I want more.

I ignore my screaming lungs as her thighs clench around my head, and I lick and suck her ripe cunt until she spills across my tongue with a cry. Her cream slides down my throat as I drink it down, not missing a single fucking drop as her hips jerk. She reaches down, and she can't decide if she wants to push me away or pull me closer, but I'm not going anywhere.

I'll fucking die right here between my rock star's legs with the taste of her pussy on my tongue .

I was made to serve her and bring her pleasure, nothing else.

She finally pushes me away and lies back on the counter, her chest heaving as she throws an arm over her face. "Fuck, I might not survive until dawn."

Smirking, I lift my girl bridal style and head toward the stairs. "You have a two-minute break before I'll be back inside you, sweetheart. You better be ready."

I keep my promise and fuck her all night. She comes so many times, neither of us can count, but if anything, it only makes us more determined to last. My cock aches, my balls hurt, and my body is covered in sweat from how close I keep getting to filling her with my release, only for her to stop and leave me bereft and sore. Part of me even likes the pain and the look she gets in her eyes as she watches me struggle and give into her demands and wants.

The bright early light of dawn spills through the open curtains and over my goddess, who rolls her hips as she rides me. She turns her head and sees it before grinning down at me, her hands splayed on my chest. "You were a good boy. A promise is a promise, you can come."

She doesn't have to tell me twice. Grabbing her hips, I roll us and position her face down, yanking her ass up. I drive into her pretty pussy as she starts to scream, fisting the bedding as she pushes back to take me.

I'm so fucking close from being edged all night, it only takes her pretty cunt clenching around my cock as she orgasms for me to bellow my release. I shove my cock so deep, she whines, and I fill her to the brim with my cum. The pleasure is so intense I nearly black out, rolling my hips until I finally slump onto her, spent, exhausted, and oh so fucking satisfied.

I tug her into my arms and kiss her shoulder and neck. "Punish me any time you want, sweetheart. I'll be ready and waiting."