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Slowly, she slides my cock into her mouth, taking as much of me as she can in one go. Her mouth is so wet and warm. “Your mouth was made for my cock, Harper.”
She hums around me in agreement, the vibrations sending a wave of pleasure through my body as I fist her hair in both my hands. Pulling off momentarily, she licks the slit at the head of my dick, gathering a bead of precum on her tongue. She looks up at me through hooded eyes, looking perfect on her knees.
With her head between my hands, I guide her mouth back to my cock. I pull her head down until I hit the back of her throat, holding still just for a moment, testing to see how she reacts to me controlling her body. When she doesn’t panic and instead swallows around me, I groan in satisfaction.
She fists the fabric of my pants on top of my legs, and I suddenly have a burning desire to feel her hands all over my body. With her mouth still working my cock we work to get my pants off in record time. The moment her palms connect with my thighs, feral and brutal desire courses through me.
She’s here, right in front of me. She’s safe, and I’m in control of the situation.
Taking her face between my hands again, I begin fucking her mouth without abandon. “That’s it, Angel. Choke on my cock. Show me how much you missed having me inside of you.”
I slide even further down her throat, and tears fill her eyes. I look down as her nails dig into my thighs, drawing tiny droplets of blood from how hard she’s holding on, the pain only adding to how euphoric it feels to be back inside of her. My rhythm escalates, causing Harper to gag around me every so often. But she doesn’t ask to stop, and when I look into her eyes, I don’t see nervousness or fear. I see unadulterated lust and love for me.
My grip on her hair tightens, and I use her to suck me off. The entire thing is fast, intense, and completely unhinged. But I don’t care, and neither does she. I am feral for her. For the way I feel when I’m with her. And nothing or no one—not even Declan Whelan—will take that away from me.
When I feel my balls tighten, I pull her head off my cock, and she looks at me with a mixture of confusion and disappointment. “When I come, I’m going to come inside your cunt, Angel.” I grab her face in my hand hard enough that her lips purse and give her a quick but forceful kiss, tasting the saltiness of myself in her mouth. When I pull her bottom lip between my teeth, she whines.
“Get on the bed, Harper.” I slide out of the way, and she crawls onto the bed. “On your stomach. Stretch your hands out and clasp them together.”
She follows my directions, and my eyes immediately go to her ass—full and round and just begging for my attention. After I finally shed my shirt, I crawl over her. Bending down, I bite her round cheek hard. The sound that comes out of her mouth is somewhere between a moan and a shriek. Satisfaction blooms in my chest when I pull off, and I already see a deep purple mark beginning to form. I continue to crawl over her until my legs straddle her waist and my mouth hovers above her ear. As I run my hand up one of her arms until I’m gripping both her wrists, I whisper, “Is this okay?”
She takes a deep breath, taking stock of how she feels. I know this is pushing her. Me pinning her down, especially her hands, so I want to check in. I know she’s strong, stronger than any of us ever thought she was, but everyone has their limits. I just hope this isn’t permanently one of hers. He doesn’t have a right to take that from her.
Finally, she says, “Yes,” and the last bit of tension leaves my body. For now, at least.
“That’s my girl.” I quickly kiss her cheek and hurry back down her body so I’m no longer caging her hips in. Slowly, I drag my hands back down her arms, through her hair, and along her spine. A trail of goosebumps follows my fingers, looking like the perfect map for me to trace with my tongue. But that’s for another time. I grip her hips with my hands and lift her ass slightly off the bed.
“Tell me, Angel,” I say as I trail my fingers down and over her back hole until I meet her soaking wet cunt. “Has this pussy missed me?”
I move my hand back and forth, never entering, just gathering her wetness on my fingers.
“Yes, Daddy.”
Once I feel like I have enough, I remove my fingers from her pussy and wrap them around my aching dick, coating it in her arousal. I notch the head of my cock at her entrance, pushing forward until I’m just barely inside of her. Her body momentarily relaxes as if she thinks I’m about to take her soft and slow.
How fucking wrong you are, Angel.
“Do you want me to fill you, Harper? Do you want me so deep inside of you that you don’t know where I end and you begin?”
“Fuck.” Just a simple curse word sounds filthy coming from her sweet mouth. “Please . . . please . . . please.”
“Give me your arm.” She unclasps her hands and reaches one of her arms back toward me. Gripping her forearm, I pin it across her lower back, making it arch at the perfect angle. My other hand grabs the base of her neck, pinning her head to the mattress.
If she wanted to, she could get out from underneath me, but I know she won’t.
“Beg for it. I want to hear you beg for Daddy’s cock.” She tries to push back against me, but my hold stops her. “Tell me who owns this cunt. Tell me who you belong to.”
Looking back at me as best as she can with her face pressed against the bed, she pleads, “My pussy is yours. It’s all yours, Daddy. Take me. Own me. Fuck me so hard I never forget you were there. Please.”
As soon as the word leaves her lips, I slam into her in one go. “Ahhh!” she yells at the top of her lungs. I don’t pause, and I don’t stop to make sure she’s okay. I unleash my body on hers in a way I never have before.
Because she is mine, her body is mine to own. To do with as I please.
I. Own. Her.
“I forgot how perfect it feels when you submit to me.” The sound of my thighs slapping against hers, combined with my grunts and Harper’s moans, fills the room.
Fuck, they’re probably filling the entire apartment.
