I hated him. God, there he was again. In his tight black suit. I could see the curves of his muscles under the right lighting. “Back for more already? You just love getting your ass kicked, don’t you?”
“Especially by you.” He chuckled, with that dumb sly grin on his face.
“Well, you won’t be disappointed then.” My steps sounded as light as a feather as I slowly made my way towards the masked man. I rested my hand on his shoulder, whispering in his ear, “Sorry, but I need this flash drive.”
A voice appeared in my ear piece saying, “Stay on task and get the flash drive, the high vault security door behind you will unlock in 5… 4… 3…”
Before I could bolt to the door, the masked man grabbed a hold of my arm and pulled me into a headlock. “Sorry Sweetheart, but I can’t let you win.” He whispered in my ear, making my stomach turn. I almost smiled from the nickname he called me, but I wouldn’t give him the satisfaction. I elbowed his nose as I escaped from the headlock. I got a few hits in, but of course he blocked most of my punches.
As soon as I got him on the ground, I handspringed to the unlocked door. He grabbed me by the legs, throwing me to the ground, causing the flash drive to launch across the room. A third unknown person snatched it from the ground before I saved my face hitting the cement. They set off the alarms, which startled both me and Daredevil. I cursed under my breath while trying to find a way out of the building. As the sirens of police cars grew louder, I made my way to Fogwell’s Gym where I knew Daredevil would end up.
“Get out of there, it might be an ambush!”
I replied back to my ear piece, “A little late for that…. Yes, I’m fine…. No, I didn’t get it. We’ll talk later.” I turned back to the man behind you. “Is your nose alright?”
“Yeah, I’ll be fine.”
“So… what do you want? Another round?”
He chuckled. “Like I said, I can’t let you win tonight.” I stared at his covered eyes, feeling his hot breath on my lips.
If I was honest, I’d tell him that my body did ache for him. Tell him I’d let him do anything to me. One soft touch to my cheek and I was melting at his feet. I tried acting like he didn’t make me feel weak so easily, like he didn’t have this control over me, like I haven’t been touched like this in ages. My breath noticeably hitched, and I swore at myself for it. He definitely noticed. “Fuck.” He grinned as the words left your mouth. “You really are the Devil.” My legs began to tremble as the pads of his fingers traced the side of my breast. I became impatient from the torturous teasing but I wasn’t gonna give in. I bit my lip, trying to fight the temptation. The light taste of metal had dripped onto my tongue. He noticed the fresh cut and began to suck on my bottom lip, tasting my lips— the wrong lips.
I slightly opened my legs, silently inviting and begging him to take action. His thigh had found its way between my legs, spreading them more apart. I whined, desperately needing friction. A soft moan escaped from his mouth as I grinded against his thigh. I grabbed the tent that was forming in his pants, and slowly, very slowly rubbed it. “How do you like that? You think it’s fun to be teased?” I listened to his breath hitch at every other stroke. The corner of my mouth had lifted upwards, forming a slight grin.
I held off as long as I could. His grip had tightened around the back of my neck, pushing his teeth into mine. His soft lips rarely left mine as we helped each other undress. My hands explored his torso, running them up and down the muscles.
He gripped my wrists as I reached for his mask. “The mask stays on.” He growled, turning me around to face the wall. He grabbed a fistful of my hair, and I obliged in leaning my head back as he pulled on my hair. “Are you sure you can take this?”
“Fuck, yes.” My back arched, as he pushed just the tip in.
“You want more? Such a greedy girl.” I prepared myself as I felt his grip tighten on my hips. He pushed himself further into my walls, stretching me out. “You’re so fucking tight. Like you haven’t been fucked in ages.” I whimpered at his observation. “I’m right, aren’t I?” He chuckled as he continued to go at the same steady pace.
His grip on me had loosened so I took the opportunity to get back in control. I used a new fighting tactic to get Daredevil on his back. His mouth gaped open as I took him by surprise. I moved my hips in a smooth motion, grinding against his cock. He moaned at the continued movement, as I simultaneously pressed gentle kisses on his neck.
I began bouncing on top of him as I felt the build up of tension. “I’m so close-” He forced his cock further into me, cutting me off with a groan.
“Cum.” I relaxed my whole body as the feeling washed over me. His juices were dripping out of me as he continued thrusting. I rested my hands on his chest, holding myself up. “God, it’s like you were made for me.” He breathlessly said.