Summary-
After a huge fight with the Joker, Harley runs to Ivy to let not only herself cool off but also to let the Joker cool off. While staying with Ivy, Harley comes into some information and sneaks back to hers and Joker's home while he is on a heist. Will Harley be able to tell her Joker what she learned, or will she be able to keep it a secret?
Chapter 7- Ain't No Other ManThe Joker kissed down Harley's body enjoying the wonderful little moans his little minx was letting out for him and only him. He pulled away just enough to look at Harley. She was tied beautifully to their bed, her clothes had been cut off with his favorite knife leaving cuts here and there, her chest was heaving. Her lips were swollen from not only kisses but from the slaps she had so prettily begged for, and her sex was just glistening with her juices, waiting for him.
The Joker leaned over her and kissed her hard on the mouth, forcing his tongue past her lips and dominating her mouth. Reinforcing what everyone already knew, that she was his. He let his fingers dance over her skin until they reached her glistening sex and plunged three fingers into her without warning. Harley arched her back and pulled her lips away from his with a scream.
The Joker growled and latched onto her neck with his teeth, not hard enough to break her skin, but hard enough to leave a bruise. It was his silent way of telling her that he could draw blood from her if he wanted. She was his to break or heal. The Joker knew that no other man could please her like he could, nor could any other man handle his insatiable Harley.
"Oh please, please Mista J." Harley begged as she thrusted her hips as the Joker slammed his fingers in and out of her.
"Please what, Pumpkin. Tell daddy what you want." The Joker growled into her ears.
"Fuck me, Puddin. Play with me, Mista J, I'm your toy." Harley begged. The Joker growled ripping his fingers from her sex and slammed his rock hard dick into her not waiting to start hard and fast pace. "Yes! Mista J! Right there! Don't stop!" Harley yelled pulling at her arms that were tied to the bed.
"Who do you belong to?" The Joker demanded as he gripped Harley's hair and yanked her head back.
"You, Mista J." Harley moaned out.
"Damn right. I own you." The Joker growled out, his pace becoming harder and faster.
"I'm so close, Puddin!" Harley moaned.
"Cum for daddy, Pumpkin." The Joker ordered and Harley screamed as she came hard and fast. The tightening of her walls around him pulled the Joker's orgasm from him with a growl. After emptying in Harley, the Joker pulled out and rolled to the other side of the bed and got his breath back. Just like there wasn't any other man that could handle Harley, there wasn't another woman that could handle him.
After catching his breath, he untied Harley before standing up and leaving the room. He had plans to plan and preparations to prepare. The Joker cackled as he walked into his office.
