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“What did you say, kitten?” I pant against her ear, and she shivers from my words, or me rough handling her, and it turns me the fuck on taking her how I want. I promised I was going to make it hurt, so I’m going to. “Hold onto the table.”

“No,” she snarls, trying to slap me, but I grab her arm mid-flight.

I reach around her and open her pants and tug them down, together with her underwear. Keeping her chest captive against the cold surface, I lick the side of her neck.

“What the fuck are you doing?” she yells while I open the zipper of my slacks and shove them down, together with my boxers. I’m already rock hard, the precum flowing from the tip.

“Taking what I won.” My voice is hoarse and deep.

“Fuck you,” she tells me, trying to get away, but I slap her ass hard, the sound reverberating through the room. I rock against her butt, leaving a trail of wetness on each globe, and smile when I press my knee between her legs, having the best angle of her sweet cunt and the way it opens for me.

She moans my name and I know I’ve got her where I want. Without warning, I push two fingers inside her pussy, and she shoots up from the table, my name leaving her lips on a breathless gasp.

“Stop, Summer.”

“No,” I grit out, loving how wet she is. “Stop lying to me, you like this, don’t pretend otherwise,” I purr against her ear. “You like it when I take what I want.”

She tries to push me away, but she isn’t strong enough as I press her down with my other hand. “Nowhere left to run, kitten, this is it.”

“You are scaring me,” she whines, but I also hear the desire in her voice. She wants this as much as I do. I take my fingers out of her pussy, and she moans, her face falling against the table. I stare at my drenched fingers and let them disappear in my mouth, staggering a little from the sensation of her cream on my lips. I guide her pants and panties down and kick them aside, mine pooling at my knees. I trail a finger through her ass crack, all the way down to her pussy, and she groans while I do it.

“That’s a good kitten, so wet for me, just like the day before when we were taking a bath.” Her hole clenches when I circle it with the tip of my index finger. “You want me to fuck you like this?”

“No,” she says, all angry, and I start to laugh, slapping her ass hard. Somehow, she turns and hits me across the face, the sound making her gasp as the oversized shirt she’s wearing from me covers her pussy to my hungry gaze. She sucks in a breath and tries to push away from the table. Grabbing her by the neck, I hold her down as she clutches at my hands while I apply pressure to her throat. “You shouldn’t have done that, kitten.” My voice is low and deadly.

“I…” she begins, as I keep applying pressure.

“Don’t get me wrong, I love how scared you are right now,” I tell her, my voice rough as I step between her legs, the scent of her cunt traveling to my nose. Fuck, she’s aroused, and no matter how much her body wants to fight me, she wants this. I like that she hit me, I like it when her claws come out to play. I force my pants further down and her eyes travel to my cock throbbing between us. My dick is pulsing as I push her shirt up and she arches her back, fighting against my hand—I’m too strong for her and she knows it. A flare of desire courses through my body as I guide up her shirt and tie it behind her back, so she’s fully at my mercy like I want. She is panting, watching me as I stroke my length.

“Relax, kitten, or else it might hurt.”

Without warning, she spits in my face, her saliva dripping down my scar to my lips. I shake my head and hold her chin, licking the side of her cheek. “You are mine, I won you, remember? Now spread those legs and give me what I want.”

She shakes her head, tears springing to her eyes, but the way she’s pressing herself against me, I know she wants me to take what I need. “Screw you, Summer.”

“Too bad, kitten, we could have done this the easy way.” I caress her hip, turn her around, grabbing her thigh and forcing her against the table. With her tits smashed against the cold surface, I look at her spread out before me.

She gasps, and I start to laugh. “You like it rough, don’t pretend otherwise. Remember how hard you always come when I take what I want.”

She’s shivering under my gaze, and her hands tied behind her back by my shirt is such a pretty sight.

“Regretting giving yourself to me?” I whisper in her ear, and she tries to headbutt me, but I’m too quick, and I wind my hand through her long hair, pushing her face against the table, my cock teasing against her pulsing hole.

“I know all about your taekwondo moves, babe, you can’t do anything now, can you?” I laugh, my whole body shaking.

“Fuck you,” she screams.

“You bet I will.” She looks so good, all submissive below me with those ass cheeks spread open. I slide my belt through my loops and stare at her round, creamy butt. “A blank canvas,” I joke, and she swears up a storm, making me laugh. She pretends she doesn’t like me taking control, but her cream dripping on my leg where I hold it open tells me another story. I run the belt over her skin, and she moans and wiggles her ass, my cock parting her wide open.

“So pretty, baby,” I tell her, whipping the leather hard across her butt, landing shy of her swollen pussy lips. She screams my name, her back arching every time I swipe it across her skin, leaving red marks in the process. She pushes back the moment the belt makes contact with her pussy lips.

“Holy shit,” she breathes, untangling her hands. “Stop it, Sum.”

“You know how bad I want to be inside you? When I need to leave you for a job, I’m counting down the seconds until I’m inside you again. How hard do you want me to go?” I ask against her ear, throwing the belt across the room.

She shakes her head from left to right, her body heaving. Without warning, I turn her around and pick her up, balancing her against my upper body while my fingers dig into her ass. Pushing her against the windows, she cries out the moment her back hits the cold glass. She shoves against my chest while I kick off my pants and underwear.

“What are you doing?” she asks, alarmed. “They can see us,” she hisses through clenched teeth, motioning with her chin. “Summer, stop, they can see us.” She smiles, her nails digging into my shoulders.

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