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“How badly do you want my pierced cock to be shoved into your pussy, Lexi?” I asked seductively, my eyes flicking from her eyes to her lips and slowly back as I chuckled.

She shook beneath me.

“C-condom. Isn’t it still in the kitchen?” she said as she placed her hands against my chest.

I reached above her head, under the throw pillow I had been sitting against when we were eating, and tugged it out.

“What? You didn’t think I only carried one condom on me, did you?” I said with a smirk.

I brought it to my lips and bit the edge, slowly tearing it open right in front of her eyes. She held her breath as I grabbed the condom out of it, rolling it down along my cock. As much as I loved fucking raw and my pull-out game was strong, I had complete respect that not every woman was down for it, so I had a small stock of condoms in my car, just in case. Once I rolled it all the way down to my base, I took my cock and slid it into her wetness, vigorously thrusting it against her sensitive clit.

She moaned at the contact, trying to rock against it as best as she could in this position.

I pulled back and let my tip rest against her soft entrance. “Ready to have your pussy stretched, my dirty little freak?”

Chapter 16

Lexi

I moaned in exasperationat his question.

Ready?! I have been ready for over an HOUR now. I was ready when we were in the dang kitchen and you ate my pussy like it was your last meal. What the hell are you waiting for?

“Yes! So, are you going to just keep kneeling there between my legs, or are you actually going to show me you can use that coc—”

He slammed his cock into me so fast and deep that he buried it all the way down to his balls, causing me to cry out at the sudden fullness and the slight pain from the force.

“Ahhh!”

He smirked at me, and I felt his cock twitch inside me. Which was something new and hot. I had never met a man who could twitch his dick as strong as Kain could. It left me wondering what else he could do with his cock.

“Just such a dirty mouth on you, always trying to start some shit, Lexi. Why don’t you just tell me how good it feels instead? Beg me to fuck your tight pussy until it’s raw. Come on, baby girl. You know you want it.”

Fuck, his cockiness was both infuriating and attractive at the same time. I was having a hard time deciding if I wanted to slap him across the face or have those lips kiss every square inch of my body. Maybe after this, I’d have done both. The night was still young. I snapped my mouth shut, and he raised an eyebrow, clearly amused by my stubbornness to cave to his demands.

I tried to wiggle my body against him, but he just pressed his body to mine, firmly preventing me from moving away. I groaned.

His lips brushed against my earlobe. He sucked it in between his lips and flicked his tongue back and forth against it. I stifled a moan.

Why the hell does that feel so good?!

I knew he wanted me to give in, wanted to hear me beg. And a part of me wanted to obey, to be submissive to him and do every single demand his lips gave me. But that was the thing about being a switch. There was also a more dominant, defiant side that wanted to make him work for it.

He wants me to submit? Good for him, but he has to earn that. I don’t give that out for free. Which is probably why my dating life is so in the trash. No one else could handle the push and pull I crave. Can Kain handle it? Let’s find out.

“You are so cute, Kain,” I whispered next to his ear sweetly. “Making demands like you’re in charge is adorable. Why don’t you actually do some work and earn what you want? You want me to beg? Fine. But only after you make me come once.” I wound my fingers in his hair and yanked his head back.

He groaned and kissed me, his cock moving out and then deep inside me. I sighed into his mouth. I wanted fast and rough, and he was doing this deep, barely thrusting bullshit intentionally. I yanked him off of my lips again.

“Kain! I’m not asking. Make me come, and I’ll do whatever you fucking want. Otherwise, guess you can just lie here and do nothing, and neither of us will have any fun.”

I gave him what I thought was a strong, serious-looking scowl. And this guy just smirked back at me.

“You know, I’m really tired of you acting like you’re the boss. You’re the one bent underneath me. You’re the one who wanted my cock shoved deep inside her. So, why don’t you do us both a favor? Shut the fuck up—unless it’s moaning or begging—and just take my cock like the good little freak you are.”

With that, he moved a hand over my mouth and shoved something inside it. I saw a mischievous glint in his eye as I realized he had just pushed my panties into my mouth, and he kept his hand over the top as a makeshift gag.

How am I going to beg like he wants me to do if I can’t speak?I wondered, but he only gave me a moment to think about that before he leaned upward and his thick cock slid out to his tip, and I couldn’t help but moan against his hand.