~Gavin & Angel~

A/N:

This is a bonus chapter and continuation of Chapter Twenty-Seven from Crazy~Sexy~ Psycho.

I'm writing these scenes in bonus chapters separately because I want the original book to not be as....ummmm

Incredibly perverted and dirty as I am.

Enjoy 😙

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"What should I do to you first, Doll?" 

"How about taking these handcuffs off so I'm not at the mercy of some crazed, stalking, psychopath?" I ask with my voice full of sarcasm.

I pull at the metal around my wrists, watching him grin down at my vulnerable position.

I don't actually want him take them off, though. I've never been more turned on in my life but what's the fun in just submitting? And he likes a challenge so I feel the need to give him one.

"If I'm a 'crazed, stalking, psychopath'," he uses his fingers to quote my words," Then why would I let you go?" He smirks.

He climbs between my legs and it amazes me how such a simple thing can increase my heart rate and breathing dramatically. Especially since I'm completely under his control.

"Once again, these clothes look incredibly sexy on you but I think they need to go," he starts lifting the hoodie I stole from him up and over my head.

"I told you, I'm handcuffed so you can't take it off," I smirk, thinking I've won that fight.

He slides the fabric down my arms until it meets the resistance of my restrained wrists and just ties the extra fabric to the headboard.

"That solves that problem," he winks and I roll my eyes.

"Then where's this T-shirt going to go?" I ask feeling smug once again because now there's really no where for this shirt to go.

He ignores me and slowly lifts the hem, revealing the bare skin underneath. The heat of his fingertips run up my stomach making me squirm.

Bringing his head down, he trails his mouth from below my button up as he lifts the shirt higher and higher until my chest is completely exposed. It's evident my breathing is erratic as my chest rises and falls and I never take my eyes off of him as he runs his tongue over one breast, his hand teasing the other.

My back arches, pushing myself closer to both his hands and his mouth, silently begging for more and he grins at my reaction. 

"Do psychopaths turn you on, Pumpkin?" He asks quietly before his teeth graze my hardened nipple.

"Ahhhh...No," I say, trying to be stubborn but the sound of my voice gives me away. That one word came out as more of a plea and I hate myself for it.

"Awww that's too bad. This is going to be very boring for you then," he says with humor before lifting my shirt higher.

Just before I start protesting the fact that there's no where for it to go, I notice him rolling the tshirt and suddenly my eyes are covered with it.

He blindfolded me with my own shirt.

"You always want to be a stubborn, sarcastic brat," he laughs and I can just picture the victorious grin on his face. " So once again, this is what you get,"

"Gavin..." my words are cut short when I feel him pull my shorts off, leaving me completely naked.

"Let's see how very little you're turned on by all of this," his voice is low and determined. He grips under my thighs and pushes my legs further apart.

I feel him glide himself up and down between my legs and I suck a breath in as my hips lift at the sudden sensation.

"I think you lied to me, Angel," he pushes foward, his fingers biting my hips and I moan from just the small amount of pressure.

Not being able to see anything increases every other feeling in my body a thousand times over and I unconsciously pull at the metal on my wrists, craving to grip something.

His body leans over mine and I feel his breath near my ear.

"Your body says you like this very much, " he whispers and slams into me. I pull at the cuffs and cry out as my head whips back.  I've honestly never felt anything more amazing in my life.

"Tell me you like it," he demands against my mouth while he starts moving his hips.

My mouth falls open but I shake my head. He takes my bottom lip in between his teeth and bites down sending a jolt straight through me.

"You're not going to win this fight," he says quietly,  his body moving a little slower, at a torturous pace and I feel his hand wrap around my neck, applying the smallest amount of pressure.

My head falls back allowing more room for his grip.

"Say it," he demands, his hand sliding up so it's now gripping my jaw.

I smirk and shake my head again.

I feel his grip squeeze tighter and his pace gets faster. I bite my lip to keep the sounds at bay but every time his body connects with mine, the sounds that come out of me get louder and louder and I start to care less and less.

His mouth assaults my neck as his hips move against me in ways I never thought possible causing me to start losing all ability to think straight.

His left hand tilts my head back with a firm grip still on my jaw. The hand that was on my hip now slips between our moving bodies and I feel his grin against my neck.

"I'm going to make you come so hard,  you'd agree to anything," he whispers as his finger slowly starts circling between my legs.

Oh shit...I'm losing this fight.

"God yesss," I say without thinking, pulling against the cuffs again.

He circles at a perfect steady pace, never breaking the movement of himself inside me. My legs start to shake I'm well aware this orgasm is going to be life changing.

"Tell me you fucking like it," he growls against my mouth and I instantly nod my head.

"Yes! I do, I like it" I cry out and his hand leaves my neck and pulls the shirt from my eyes to over my mouth.

I meet his dark, intense eyes.

"Good girl," he grins slamming hard into me, his hand working the sensitive bud.

"Come for me, Doll,"

My body listens to his words and explodes around him as I scream into the t-shirt he expertly placed over my mouth.

He just ruined me for any "normal" man which I'm sure were his intentions the whole time.

Good thing I love his crazy ass.

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