Kinky Psycho Date

They barely make it through her door. Clothes rip off fast. Ela drops to her knees and takes his cock deep, sucking like she’s been waiting all day. He pulls her up, gets her wet with his mouth, then drives in hard. The bed creaks under them. She rides him like she owns it, then stops, reaches into the drawer, and pulls out rope. She knots his wrists, stretches his arms over his head, and climbs back on. Slow now. She grinds, lifts off, licks him from base to tip, strokes him just enough to keep him shaking. He’s right on the edge when she reaches for the shelf. There’s a skull sitting there. He sees it. Opens his mouth. She gives him one look and he shuts it. Her grip tightens. She smiles, wicked, blonde hair falling across her face. The rope bites into his wrists. She leans in close, breath hot on his ear. “Don’t ask,” she whispers.