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I closed my eyes, tilting my head away from him. All I saw was a filter of images of him with Yuliya. “I can’t,” I whispered brokenly.
“I can give you an extra allowance, you can start your studies, you don’t even have to look after Cora, just…”
“No!” I yelled, breaking away. “Just fuck you, and I get paid.”
He latched onto my hand and yanked me back to the wall, pinning me between him. “Just. Stay. With. Me,” he hissed.
“No. I want out.”
“Why not? Am I not good enough for you?”
Love is insanity. The unbearable urge to hurt him flowed into my body till that was all I could think of.
“No, you’re not.”
“What is it? Harris still on your mind?” Bitterness laced his voice.
I broke free of him. It was easier for me to hurt him when I didn’t have to look at him. “I loved Adam.”
He spun me around and jerked me back to pin me in between, his voice ragged. “Only man who should be in your fucking mind is me.”
He crushed his mouth to mine, holding my head fixed with his hands. Without an invitation, he barged into my mouth, taking over and sucking the life out of me. He bit my lip, punishing me for the words I had dropped so carelessly.
I tried to fight him off. I did. Honest to god. Even though I didn’t thrash my arms, even though I hoisted myself and wrapped my legs around him, I tried. But he had such a way with me. As always, there was no way I could ever win. He put me in a fucking trance, with his hands and mouth and crazy stream of Italian words.
Yanking his mouth away from mine, he tore my blouse open in the middle. “Now you decide to wear a bra?” Frustration ebbed his voice as he tried to remove it without letting me go.
I pushed him away, unhooked my bright yellow lace bra and dropped it onto the floor with my torn beige blouse. His eyes went dark. He grabbed me again, diving onto a nipple, sucking it into his mouth while pinching the other one. Our simultaneous groans echoed in the room.
He wasn’t gentle. It was anger that was biting my nipple, pulling it tightly in between his teeth to let go and repeat. Pain and pleasure washed over me.
Later, I will kick him out. Later, I promised. But now I just wanted him for one final time, to lock this in my memory, to keep it safe with no videos around.
I jerked my hand in between us, unzipping his trousers and grabbing his erection inside his boxers. God, he was so hard.
I shoved the devil on my shoulder, who reminded me he had been hard for Yuliya as well. I whimpered, running my hand up and down his shaft, aching to have him inside me. “Please… please fuck me.”
He dropped me. He kicked off his shoes and socks, then sent his trousers and boxers flying. He dropped his jacket and tore his shirt open.
He hauled me over to the sofa, bunching my denim skirt painfully high and tearing my knickers. Dropping to his knees, he lurched me forward, pushing my legs wide and holding them high. A cruel smile fell on his lips when he looked at my core. “Fucking mine,” he hissed before diving into me, lapping away like a thirsty dog. He took my nub into his mouth, sucking and rolling his tongue round and round. He let the flat of his tongue roll on my lips, drinking all the wetness that was pooling out. Jerking my hips, I rocked against him, drawing his head closer with my hands in his hair. I whimpered, vaguely aware that the thin Victorian walls were not doing me any favours, and I might have some explaining to do to Mrs Smith next door. Tomorrow. Today, I was going to let him fuck me senseless. Enough for a lifetime.
Shit!
I felt the build-up approaching, climbing up that mountain. My core clenched rapidly, wanting to let go. When he took my clit in his mouth again, I let go, screaming out my pleasure, my body shaking uncontrollably. I wasn’t even done riding my orgasm when he stood up and thrust himself in so deep that his balls slapped against me. Pulling me half off the sofa, he pounded into me over and over again. “Mine,” he growled, sweat collecting on his forehead. His lust-filled eyes ravished me as he thrust in and out of me. “This, forever,” he muttered, almost to himself.
Shit!
His gaze on me was so intense, sending sparks that made my toes curl. I clenched around him, whimpering out my pleasure, and somehow, I was climbing again. He thrust into me harder, faster, hitting my head back and forth against the back of the sofa.
Recipe for a headache. I don’t care.
My muscles spasmed again, sending me into another fall. His throat spanned, eyes rolling to the back, and with a growl, he shot his seed inside me.
Our heavy breathing in the silent room sizzled with intangible feelings. His eyes darkened, watching my naked breasts rise and fall.
Shit!
If I wasn’t careful, we were going to move seamlessly to round two. I tried to pull my ankle away from his firm grasp. He ignored me and, bending down, scooped me into his arms. Dropping his shirt down on the sofa, he sat down with me on his lap, his thickness inside me, already stirring for the next round.
