The Devil's Angel - K.N.J

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A paragon, he hovered above you on all fours, dragging a block of ice down your body. Your nails pierced red crescents into the tan skin of his shoulders and left soft scratches down his back.

A trail of chills followed close behind the cube, your skin littered with bumps. He couldn't help but smile at the way you shivered under the ice's temperature, his eyes fixed on the way your body reacted.

The smile turned into a soft laugh as he dragged the frozen water around your hard nipple, your mouth opening and letting out a hollow, rocky breath. You were unable to contain yourself at the sensitivity, and dug your fingers harder into his shoulders, your back arching prettily off the bed.

The cube left your breast tingling, numb, and the feeling drove you crazy, your eyes fluttering to a close instead of watching him.

Your enjoyment must not have been what he was looking for, as he pulled the ice away from you, taking it into his mouth before coming up to hover over your lips.

Understanding, you opened your mouth, and he spit the cube - along with a string of his watery saliva - down into it, smiling softly at you. You closed your lips around it, sucking on the freezing block. Your tongue went numb.

"Good girl."

From there, he pressed a soft kiss to your chin before sitting up. He stared down at you through his lashes, his dark brown irises hard to find behind his dilated pupils.

"What do you want, baby?" He asked.

Putting the cube in your cheek, you whispered an embarrassed: "I want your dick. I want you to ruin me."

A smirk, the subtlest, tugged at the corner of his pillowy lips, and he took his lower one between his teeth.

He adored the way you got so embarrassed when you had to talk dirty, despite being a complete whore. You were so cocky until it came to using your words. It was so cute.

"So precious," he mumbled, chuckling, as he swiped his thumb over your lips. "You have such a clean mouth for being such a dirty girl."

The praising made desire rush to your panties and you were left, pouting around the ice cube, so desperate for relief.

"Please, daddy?" You asked quietly, grabbing his hand from your lip and taking it down your body, resting it on your breast. "Please fuck me."

No hesitation, he smiled, nodding. He moved back slightly to align himself as he pried your legs apart by your thighs. He took your right leg and slung it over his shoulder, giving himself better access, and pushed himself in slowly.

Your pussy slowly engulfed his length, and he moaned sexily as he bottomed out inside of you, his dick reaching the deepest parts of you. He fisted the skin of your thighs with rough fingers, taking sharp breaths at the pleasure your sex ensued, as he tried to get used to the way you felt.

"Fuck..."

The way he said it under his breath turned you on beyond all belief, and you were left rolling your hips, needing relief from the desperation that was tensing your insides.

"Please?"

That plead was all he had to hear before he began to move his hips, slowly fucking in and out of you to get himself used to you.

Tantalizingly, he upped his pace, and began to pound into you, his fingers leaving bruises of sheer bliss on your thighs. Your own hands found themselves reaching out for him and pulling him in close.

Your leg fell off his shoulder as he leaned down to seal your lips in a passionate yet lustful, watery kiss, and your hands were left sliding down his back leaving more scratches.

As your hands inflicted pain, he decided to get revenge and moved his hand to your throat, wrapping his fingers around it to restrict your breathing. His fingers tightened with seemingly every single thrust of his hips, leaving you gasping desperately into the kiss, choking with the ice against his lips.

Pain ensued pleasure, and you couldn't hold back your whimper-like moans at the stinging waves of euphoria, your hips fucking up into his own in desperation. Your moans were swallowed by him, reverberating in his hollow cheeks.

He then took the ice from your mouth into his own with a soft smile and groan, his hips fastening even more.

He shifted and suddenly he had found your special spot, your body beginning to quake in bliss at the sheer way that it felt. His hand holding your throat, the warmth of his body on yours, his dick hitting the deepest, most sensitive parts of you... stars of pleasure gathered behind your eyes, and your back arched subtly off the bed. Your stomach began to heat up, your insides churning, and you knew you were getting close to your orgasm.

It was obvious he was, too, whenever his hand began to shake around your neck, his breathing becoming heavy and fast, and his head being thrown back.

"Fuck, baby, fuck..."

On the brink of his second orgasm, he stared down at you, watching as your face furrowed in pleasure, your body yearning for release. It made him feel even better knowing he put you into that state of euphoria, and he let out a soft moan.

"Cum for me. I know you want to."

That was it, you were a gasping, panting, shivering mess as your orgasm ripped at your insides. His praise cut the last string, and you were left to let loose, fisting his shoulder blades as you came.

An overwhelming ring filled your ears, the once subtle stars turning into a field of harsh white, your stomach unknotting to let everything loose in an orgasm. Your senses, pleasure overtook you, and you were sensitive, limp under him.

And feeling your pussy pulse around him as you came brought him to the edge, too. He squeezed your throat even harder as he came to a halt inside of you, his cum making a sudden appearance as it filled you up. You felt the warmth of his orgasm and let out a soft breath, proud that you made him feel good enough to let loose a second time.

"Princess," he hummed softly, bringing you back. He let your throat go as he breathed heavily, sweat dripping down the bridge of his nose. Your hands fell from his body, limp, and you just stare up at him, letting him wipe his thumb over your forehead, clearing the built-up sweat. "We should head to bed. We have a big day tomorrow."

Oh, shit.

The party. It was tomorrow? How had you forgotten already? You weren't ready. But there was no going back now.

God, tomorrow was going to be a trip...

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I'm sorry if this is shit. My meds are having some side effects on my head and at points I lost myself while writing.

Anyways, more people are starting to read this and it's scaring me because the quality is awful and I'm embarrassed. 😭.

But still, I hope you liked this chapter, even if it wasn't the best. 😃