Sorry it's taken me this long to update but I've been having some family problems. Nothing I can't bear though. This is an extremely short chapter but some is better than none, right?
"The couch or bed?" I asked with my own smirk. He grinned wittily and swiped the plates and forks off the table, causing them to crash and skid across the floor. He grinned like a smart-ass and patted the table. "I guess the table's fine too," I said in consideration. The Joker smirked lustily and, in a split second, he went from sitting across the table, to pinning me down on the table. His mouth hungrily attacked my neck, leaving a decorative trail of bite marks that would definitely bruise later. I went to undo his tie so I could unbutton his shirt, but he smacked my hands away.
"Ah, ah, ah. Ladies first," he said as he slipped his switchblade out of his side pocket and hooked the tip of it in my shirt. With a quick flick of the wrist, he sliced open the shirt, revealing my, now sliced, laced bra along with a long thin cut that was starting to ooze blood. The Joker licked his lips and bent his head down to where the cut ended just above my bellybutton and licked all the way up to where it started at my collarbone. I unwillingly moaned. I didn't want to give him the satisfaction that he was pleasing me, but it felt so good. I grabbed his tie and jerked him towards me, crashing our lips together. I accidentally bit the Joker's lip, but he didn't seem to care as his kissing turned harsher. He slid his tongue through my lips as his hands snaked down to my jean buttons. Once undone, he damn near ripped them off me. Just a little more. The Joker's mouth left mine as he leaned back to loom over me, his gaze traveling over my nearly exposed body. His fists clenched and unclenched, as if he was losing control of himself while licking his lips. I just have to reel him in, then cut the line. I smiled lustily and propped myself up on my elbows.
"Like what you see, Joker?" I asked as his dark orbs wandered up and down my curves again. He gave no reply before his hand thrashed out and threaded into my hair, yanking me up on my knees quickly. Our lips collided again in a frenzy. He was very eager. As our tongues wrestled, the Joker grabbed my breasts. I inwardly growled. Just a little longer. I can deal with this, for now.Just as the Joker was going to tear off my bra, the front banged open and men's voices filled the next room. I smirked and slid off the table speedily. "Well it looks like your goons are back, so we'll just pick up on this another time, maybe," I faked a smile at him, then made like a bullet towards the door as I spun around him. "Kthanksbye," I said as I rushed past him, but he yanked on my hair again, pulling my neck back like a rag doll.
"I'm not through with you yet-uh," he hissed as his tongue darted out of the corner of his mouth. He knocked me to the floor then straddled me just as his goons walked in to the kitchen. The men seemed apprehensive to approach the Joker, who really didn't give two shits about them being there as they shifted on their feet.
"Uh, boss?" one man nervously spoke, stepping towards the clown.
R&R pretty please ^^