Choky Ice
Angel Perverse #24, Scene #05
He presses her against the marble, cool against flushed skin. His fingers trace the curve of her hip, rough calluses catching silk. She sighs, head tipping back, throat offered up. He takes it, teeth grazing the pulse there before sucking hard enough to bruise. Her hands fumble at his belt, knuckles brushing hardness. He guides her down. Knees meet tile. The first thrust knocks the breath from her. She gags, recovers, takes him deeper. Saliva drips down her chin. He fucks her mouth with measured cruelty, one hand knotted in her hair, the other pinning her wrist behind her back. When he pulls free she gasps, lips swollen, chin glistening. He lifts her onto the sink. Spreads her open. Slides in slow, watches her eyes roll. Her heels dig into his back. Each thrust jolts the taps behind her, porcelain rattling. She comes first, a broken sound tearing loose. He follows, buried deep, forehead pressed to hers, breath hot between them.
He presses her against the marble, cool against flushed skin. His fingers trace the curve of her hip, rough calluses catching silk. She sighs, head tipping back, throat offered up. He takes it, teeth grazing the pulse there before sucking hard enough to bruise. Her hands fumble at his belt, knuckles brushing hardness. He guides her down. Knees meet tile. The first thrust knocks the breath from her. She gags, recovers, takes him deeper. Saliva drips down her chin. He fucks her mouth with measured cruelty, one hand knotted in her hair, the other pinning her wrist behind her back. When he pulls free she gasps, lips swollen, chin glistening. He lifts her onto the sink. Spreads her open. Slides in slow, watches her eyes roll. Her heels dig into his back. Each thrust jolts the taps behind her, porcelain rattling. She comes first, a broken sound tearing loose. He follows, buried deep, forehead pressed to hers, breath hot between them.