Interruption

I watch as he picks up a remote. As he clicks the button, beeps surround him, and I glance at the camera's setup. The lenses are in hidden spots.

Almost perfectly, it helps to make this feel less like p**n. I'm still staring at his body. He's like a cocktail.

Good and Evil. Saint and Sinner. The God and The Devil. All aspects perfectly combined into one delicious man, god damn Alexis! I shake my head and force the thoughts away.

I don't usually obsess over guys, not like this anyway. He grips the straps of my leather outfit and pulls me to him; I'm forced onto my toes as my chest presses against his.

My breathing instantly kicks up, and he smirks. Not wanting to shy away, I force my face to lift, my chin jutting out in a defiant stance.

"Oh, bratty, I like that," he smirks, and his mouth teases my neck. I bite back the moan, something that I rarely have happen. Usually, I have to fake them, but no, that one was genuine and took everything to hold in.

His force shocks me but has me wanting to submit to him. I was expecting him to start slow and soft, but the way he gripped my outfit and held me against him screamed he was anything but slow and soft.

"So perfect..." His words are growled, and he bites against my neck. It's only gentle, so my body pushes closer to him, and he bites harder. A small scream escapes my mouth, followed by a moan.

"Perfect, or you will be soon when you're marked enough," his words have me panting. I want his marks, call me a whore, but I want them, and I am glad I am doing this, even if it is prostitution right now.

His hand wraps around my neck, and I raise my head more to give him better access. His eyes spark with intensity as I lick along my lower lip. I bite against it gently, and he leans forward. His teeth grip my lip and pull it free.

"Only I get to bite you. Keep those teeth off that lip," he growls.

"Yes, Sir," my words are moaned. His mouth claims mine, and my body explodes god that taste, what is it? I don't even know, but I crave it. I force my tongue to move inside of his mouth as he moves against mine.

Whimpering, I stroke along the bridge of his mouth. His teeth bite against my tongue. I don't try to pull away like most would, instead, I moan, and push closer to him.

I'm barely able to breathe; he's taken my entire breath away in a way I didn't expect. His hand tangles into my hair, and he pulls my head back. His other hand removes from my neck and wraps around my waist, holding me against him.

He bites against my lip. I yelp at the shock and feel him suck against where he had bitten. His mouth moves away from mine, and keeping his hand tangled into my hair, his other hand pushes my chin down to force my mouth to open.

I whimper against his body, he learns closer and smiles. I watch as he spits into my mouth, and my body shakes. "Dirty girl," I nod and whimper in agreement.

I taste blood on my tongue and realise that is what he has done. He bit my lip to suck the blood from it. My hair is standing up, and I feel like my body is covered in goosebumps. He groans into my mouth and kisses me harder. I'm unsure what the taste is inside his mouth, but it's intoxicating and makes me crave him far more than before.

He moves quickly, and I find myself spun around. His arm wraps around my body before his hand grips my neck. He pulls me against him, and my back slams against his chest. I can feel his cock against my back as his mouth bites along my ear and down my neck.

Moving, I push my hips back, grinding against him, and he groans. His tongue darts across my neck before he bites down hard; I moan to fight off the scream that threatens to escape. Each time he touches me, he seems to fall deeper and hold me tighter.

I'm barely breathing; somehow, he has my body reacting in ways it hasn't in years. My entire body and soul are screaming out for more from him, begging for him to continue touching me.

His grip around my neck tightens, and I feel his hand stroke down my side.

"Fuck, I do love leather," his teeth bite my ear.

"Not as much as I love the feel of it across my ass, sir," I taunt, and he groans.

"We will soon see just how much you like it, dirty girl." His words stop, and his hand push into my skirt; my body explodes, and I moan. He chuckles against my ear like he knows.

"So wet already. Maybe you're the one after all," he says as his fingers run along my sex over the leather underwear. He groans into my ear and pulls me closer to him.

His other hand moves from my neck and tangles into my hair. His hand yanks hard, pulling my head back, and bites against my neck. "I'm going to fucking use you, dirty girl, and you will beg for more." I try to nod in agreement, but his grip on my hair keeps me hostage.

The knock has him groaning. His mouth continues to tease him more, and the knock happens again, and the woman walks in.

"Sir, you're required right away. There is an incident that requires your attention," she speaks and glares at me, but I can't give myself the time to care right now.

I was enjoying this so damn much. I'm still panting against his body.