Does It Hurt

Some days I’m the ocean. Some days I’m the ship. Tonight, I’m the lighthouse: at the edge, alone, and burning.

-Vasiliki

Not enough,” he clips, keeping his pace steady despite the trembling cage around us.
“Please… please let me come around your cock,” I rush out, yelping when the shark bashes against it again.
“Good girl,” he praises, grinning wildly. He’s fucking unhinged, but God, he feels so good.
“Now, let me hear you say you love me.”
“I love you,” I breathe hurriedly. “And I love when you make me come.”
Both dimples appear while his free hand slides up my throat, squeezing firmly as pleasure invades every cell in my body. With each thrust, his grip tightens until my vision blackens, and I can feel my pulse throughout my skull.

would lie for you as easily as I would kill for you. If you getting the best of me requires the world getting the worst of me, you will want for nothing in life, bella ladra.”