Chapter 5: Dirty Revenge
The cold granite bit into Nikki’s bare ass as Kai hauled her onto the counter, knocking over a mug of cold coffee. Its bitter aroma mingled sharply with the ripe scent of her arousal as he ruthlessly spread her thighs apart. His tongue, hot and demanding, licked a burning stripe straight up her soaked slit, circling her swollen clit with bruising pressure. “Fuck, Kai!” she gasped, back arching, fingers scrabbling against the smooth stone as her phone vibrated violently on the floor, Esme’s name flashing like a persistent accusation. He buried his face deeper, tongue fucking her roughly, lapping at her juices with greedy, open-mouthed sucking sounds that echoed obscenely in the small kitchen. Her hips jerked wildly against his mouth, her moans turning into guttural cries. “Don’t stop… fuck, just like that… please!” The phone buzzed again, insistent. Kai pulled back just enough, his lips glistening, his sepia eyes dark with lust and challenge as he looked up her trembling body. “Cum,” he snarled, biting hard on her inner thigh, making her shriek. “Cum all over my fucking face, Nikki. Right now.” The command, the sharp sting, the relentless pressure of his tongue sent her crashing over the edge. She came with a raw, shuddering wail, her thighs clamping around his head, wetness flooding his mouth and chin as the phone finally fell silent. He lapped at her through the aftershocks, relentless, before surging up, his rigid cock brushing against her slick entrance. “Now,” he growled, hoisting her hips forward, his own sweat-slicked chest pressing her back against the cold granite. “Ride me. Show me how wet you are. And pick up that fucking phone.” He gripped his thick shaft, guiding it to her entrance, the swollen head pushing insistently against her swollen folds. “Text Esme back while I’m buried deep inside this greedy little cunt.” He thrust upward, filling her in one brutal stroke that punched the breath from her lungs. “Show her who owns you right now.” Nikki cried out, her body clamping tight around him, one trembling hand reaching blindly towards the buzzing device on the floor.
Her fingers brushed cool plastic just as Kai slammed deep again, the sudden fullness making her gasp. "Fuck!" Nikki hissed, the phone slipping slightly in her sweat-slicked grip. He held her hips hard against the granite, pulling almost all the way out before driving back in with a wet slap. "Type it," Kai growled, his rhythm relentless, each thrust jolting her body. "Tell her... you're busy." Nikki fumbled, thumb smearing across the cracked screen, Esme’s name blurry through her sweat-stung eyes. "I... can't-" she choked out, the sensation of him stretching her, filling her, making coherent thought impossible. Kai leaned forward, biting her shoulder, his breath hot and ragged against her neck. "Can't what?" he snarled, one hand sliding up to roughly squeeze her breast, pinching her nipple. "Can't text your girlfriend while my cock’s buried in your dripping cunt?" The phone buzzed angrily in her hand, vibrating against her palm. Nikki whimpered, trying to focus, her thumb hovering over the keyboard as Kai pistoned into her, the thick shaft dragging against her swollen inner walls with every brutal withdrawal. "Tell her..." he gasped, his own control fraying, hips snapping faster, "...tell her you're getting fucked stupid." The words sent a fresh jolt of filthy heat through her. Nikki managed a single, clumsy letter before Kai hooked an arm under her knee, yanking her leg higher, opening her wider. He plunged impossibly deep, grinding his pubic bone hard against her clit. The phone clattered onto the floor. Nikki’s head snapped back, her mouth a wide, soundless 'O' for a split second before the raw, ragged sound tore from her throat. "KAAAAIIII!"