Thank you, Steph, Mel and April.

Edward

I'm breathing heavily with a vixen on top of me, leather boots on either side. She's trying to prove a point, to get me to be a meek little lamb and do as she says. I have to say...the look in her eyes when she thinks she's got me figured out? It's worth all this, all this play-fighting, all this fucking foreplay. I bet her pussy cries for me, my cock.

"Try to make you?" She mocks. Her sharp heel digs deeper into my chest, and I almost wish I wasn't wearing a shirt. Fuck, she's hot like this—looking down at me with those deep, chocolate eyes and that fire in her spirit. She's all spark, all bark, and I wonder if she'll ever bite.

Havoc throws her lighter somewhere behind me before her foot leaves my torso, and she replaces it with her fucking boney knee on my sternum. I hiss, my fingers gripping the long fibers of the carpet. I want to grab her by her fucking head, but right when I think I can't keep my hands to myself anymore, she pins my head down with her thighs.

Fucking cunt…

I can't help myself, and I fist the vinyl of her pants until my palms are flat on her ass, my fingers sliding into the giant rip I caused. My grip is tight and she couldn't get away even if she wanted to. My plan falters though when Havoc spreads her legs more, the vinyl ripping even further, and I mutter a 'fuck' when I'm reminded she's naked underneath; smooth pussy in my face, almost dripping all over me.

A growl escapes my lips when she nestles her sharp fingernails against my scalp and she tugs my hair—hard.

"Listen to me, Ginger," she spits. "You're gonna use that smart fucking mouth of yours to eat me out as long as I want you to. There's no need to use your tongue except for fucking my pussy, understood?" As much as I want to defy her, no man would pass up a feast like this… Her lips are smooth and swollen, a perfect shade of pink. She's glistening and mouthwateringly ready for my cock, but if she insists, I'm going to eat her little cunt until I'm fucking satisfied. Bitch doesn't know I've got stamina—I used to be a swimming champion anyway.

I grip her thighs, my fingers curling close to the heat that seeps from her center. I tug andrip her pants to fucking shreds and hear her gasp, yanking my hair harder so she can look me in the eyes. Oh, she's angry… I can tell.

"Just making room, Havoc…"

"Shut. Up." She groans desperately, and I torment her even more, the tip of my tongue darting out, licking her outer lips slowly. Fucking food for a starving man. She tastes so good.

"Thought you'd make me…" I chuckle. She responds without words, bucking her hips into my face, pressing her entire pussy over my mouth, my nose gliding over her smooth skin. Christ. I moan against her as she rides my face, her facade crumbling down as I put in my best work. I suck and flick her clit with my tongue bar, hear her take in shaky breaths that come out all breathy and pornlike when I bite down on her lips. I'm dying for more, but she's the one controlling this, and I don't like that. I want to tie her up and eat her pussy until she fucking passes out, until she squirts all over my face, all over my latex bed in the playroom so we'll almost slide off it.

"Fuck, yes." She moans loudly when I grip her ass tightly, probably leaving red streaks all over her perfect skin. I need her closer still, need to fuck her with my tongue, letting it slide all the way to her perky little ass, but she won't let me. "You better make me come, Ginger." She hisses. Her grip on my hair doesn't diminish, instead her other hand fists into my T-shirt and her nails break the soft cotton, nipping at my chest. It makes me growl into her pussy. "Make me come and I might let you fuck me." She's riding high, riding hard, and fuck... if it doesn't make me even harder than I already am. I'm dying to take the edge off, to have her suck me dry, but I'm enjoying this pussy on my face so much I can't help but smile into her perfect cunt.

Her moans are ethereal, and so fucking raw, and make me want to up my game so she knows my full potential. Instead, Havoc uses me, barely letting me breathe, pressing herself onto my face, her hands keeping me locked in place. My heart beats so fast it's like I'm fucking her myself, but I'm not, and it weirds me out. It's this high of her doing this to herself, of her using me. And it scares the living shit out of me.