The cold kiss of metal dances over your skin, stroking up from your belly button to sit between your breasts, adding to the thrill of what you're doing. Your hips flick and circle, your hands behind you, gripping at Cal's muscular thighs as you ride him "That's it baby, bounce on that dick." he grunts, his voice strained as he nears his peak. You whimper, looking down at his face as you lift and lower your hips quickly. Dark bruises mar his cheeks but there's triumph in his eyes. "Bet he couldn't do this to you." he growls and shifts the barrel of the gun in his hand to the base of your throat, letting the metal send shivers down your spine. "Could he?" "N-no." you moan, the pleasure flaring between your thighs heightened by the danger he eluded, "Fuck no." "No one touches my baby." He growls, throwing the gun to the bed before sitting up quickly, wrapping his arm around you before he flips you both. He slams your back against the mattress before his hips pound forward, his balls slapping hard against your ass with each thrust, "No one touches my baby and lives.