Who Love's You Baby...

[make_you_bark]

If I could feel the temperature of the air, it would send a chill to my soul... if I had a soul that is. Instead I have the feeling of tight leather against my skin, of heavy boots at my feet and a nagging voice in my head telling me that what I do is wrong, and that I don't deserve any of it

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[sexytarawitch]

I felt her climb on top of me and I grinned, panting and watching her intently, it was so much fun to see what she'd come up with next, it was like unwrapping surprise after surprise with her.

Her fingers forced their way inside me, making me gasp and arch up to her, soon my hips were moving in a rhythm with her fingers, gasping as my body begged for more of her fingers inside me. It was like she couldn't get deep enough inside me, I wanted her to make me scream and cry, scratching that itch inside me that begged to be scratched.

"Mmmm...such pretty fingers..." I arched my hips up more to her, reaching and dragging my nails down her arm as I squirmed under her, feeling the coldness of the bar under my ass.

"Mmm... Willow wants to make you scream. I want to hear your scream pierce the air... tell Willow how to make you scream Kitty."

A low purr escaped my throat and I rocked my hips up to her, growling as my eyes met hers, battling silently with her and daring her to do whatever she wished.

"Kitty likes to scream." I murmured softly, reaching out and brushing her red hair away from her face before dragging my nails sharply down her face, leaving red marks and drawing blood from the wounds. "Mmmm..." I smirked up at her, grinning with my tongue between my teeth. "Bet Willow's all talk...Willow can't make Kitty scream..." Yes, I do love taunting her...very much so.

[make_you_bark]

Her nails drug across my cheek piercing the flesh for a moment drawing blood out of the wounds. Wasn't nice of Kitty to scratch me. She should be punished. Such lies poured from her wicked lips. Willow was going to make her cry out for more or less, either way? It would be a scream.

My fingers deep within her thrust in and out. Harder and faster, each time I pressed into her fingertips dug into the soft flesh within her and slid their way out. My eyes darted wildly across hers. I picked my head up from her gaze and glanced around the room we were in.

My eyes locked onto something and an idea shot into my mind. Oh, Willow loves to play games. My hand withdrew from her warmth and I whispered a soft hiss onto her lips telling her to be quiet. I eased off the counter and moved toward the prize.

Wrapping my hand around the cylinder my eyes widened. With a flick of my wrist I snatched the stainless steel thermos off the shelf and brought it back to my girl.

"Willow doesn't break promises, and Willow promises... you are gonna scream."

[sexytarawitch]

My stayed on her as she moved them inside me, making me grind against her hand and arch to her. Her fingers were so sweetly wicked I craved more. "mmmm Willow..." I murmured, gasping and gripping the counter hard, determined to keep her gaze as she pulled her fingers from me, making me whimper.

Ohhh hissing...wicked Willow.

I licked my lips in anticipation and eyed her with the thermos. "Willow...what does sweet, wicked Willow have plans with that?" I smirked. "Gonna take me out for coffee in the park?" I laughed and then gasped when her palm met my cheek, slapping me hard so it stung. "Ohhh...Willow plays rough..."

I licked my lips and looked at her, leaning up and kissing her lips softly before I snaked my tongue out to lap up the blood on her cheek. "How are you gonna make me scream sweet baby?"