City Of Need

🔥🔥🔥 31 ❤️‍🔥 Heart Beat

Your heart beats
& mine beats back
Leaving us both with bruises
& a love that feels like an attack

London

I hold her shoulder to the cross to stop her from falling forward as she plays with herself. She's part furious and part exhausted, but mostly turned on. A beautiful cocktail of all my favourite things.

'Good Girl,' I say and her eyes swing to me. They're half glazed with the sound of the praise as she continues to move her hand against her clit. 'You're doing so well for me Baby Doll. Let me see how wet you make that beautiful pussy.' She holds her hand up to me and it glistens in the lamp light.

Fuck I adore this girl. I take her hand and lick her fingers clean. Then place it back on her pussy. Her knees are trembling. I know her body can't take much more of this no matter how much her mind wants it, so I help her out by kissing down her neck to her breast. Then suck it inside my mouth and use my teeth, biting on her nipple then pulling it taut.

Her body stiffens, stretches and she moans, 'Oh, Sir... Fuck... Please... Help me...' Then she's bucking on her own hand, her eyes rolling into the back of her head, while I grip her shoulder tight to keep her stable. Her energy rolls in waves as though she's being tossed by white horses in an invisible ocean, and then she collapses forward, her head on my shoulder.

I hold her there, one hand on her back as she leans into my chest. 'Shhhh. That was perfect. You are perfect. My beautiful doll with the perfect little pussy.'

I reach up and free her bound hand from the restraint, then drop slowly to the floor, letting her body roll over my shoulder and into a fireman's lift as I drop. I hold one arm around her waist while I use my free hand to undo the ankle restraints. Once that's done I stand with her over my shoulder and carry her to the bed at the side of the room.

She rolls onto her side in a fetal position once I've set her down gently. I tuck a blanket around her and grab the bottle of water. I've got to hand it to her, Jemima really thought of everything when she was building this space.

Lifting Roxy's head I hold the water bottle to her lips. She drinks and looks up at me with gratitude. She's fuzzy and glazed instead of her usual bratty and sassy. I like her both ways, but right now she's perfect.

'You going to lay down with me Sir?' She murmurs.

'Oh I can't do that yet, Baby Doll.'

'But why Sir?'

'Because we still have fifteen strikes to play with.'

She bats her lashes at me, rolls onto her front and leans up on her elbows. She presses them closer together making her breasts look bigger and then licks her lips.

I want her. I want her so bad. She wants me to want her, so that she gets to win. What do I want more? Her? Or to win? I watch her watching me. If I lose, I lose her respect, and I can't lose that because that breaks the game.

Reaching down to her I scruff my hand in the back of her hair and pull her head back. 'Do you really think that's going to work with me Baby Doll?'

She yelps and grabs for my hand as she says, 'I wasn't doing anything.'

'Yes you were,' I growl and my voice is so low that even I am shocked. My demon self is here. 'You were trying to top me again Roxy Wilde. Did you forget that you're nothing but a little toy?'

Her nipples harden, her face flushes. Jesus, Roxy Wilde has a degradation kink. This just keeps getting better.

I angle her face to me and get right into it as I say. 'Stupid. Little. Toy.'

She moans and her eyes widen. I've got her. She's mine now. No need to worry about who's topping who. Now I can fuck her the way she wants to be fucked.

I pull her head to the side and the rest of her body follows it till she's laying on her back and I'm looming over her unzipping my jeans. She opens her legs wide, her hands reaching for me. I slap them away and her eyes flare. Then I'm pushing into her and she's yielding to me. Giving me everything she's got. Opening for me, allowing me to take her, to own her, to win... her.

For every long hard stroke I give her, she pushes back just as hard, till we're fucking like animals in a feral frenzy. She's screaming and I'm growling. Are we fucking or fighting? My heart beats inside her as I roll her on top of me. Gripping her hips and pulling her harder onto my cock as she clenches me inside the heart of her.

We don't sound human anymore. Our sounds are crazed. I can barely make out what she's saying, but I think she's saying something. Through our chemistry and pounding I listen for her voice and then I hear it. A rhythm beneath our pounding rhythm as she chants, 'I love you, I love you, I fucking love you...'

The world explodes within me as I explode inside her. 'Baby Doll... ' I tell her I love her through the white screaming noise inside my brain, I tell her she's the only one for me, inside a soundless silence as everything inside me grips tightly to her and she screams my name over and over again as our atoms collide and we ride those white horses to the edge of the world...