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Chapter Fourteen
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Why the hell had he made that dumb-ass promise not to take her ass with his cock?
Well. Not right now.
But right now, her flawless rosette was all he could see, taking every plunge of his fingers with tight, trembling welcome…with suckling, searing seduction…
With submissive beauty speaking straight to his cock.
While her words whispered straight to his soul.
As it pleases you…
By the gods. He’d met presidents and kings. Gotten naked with sirens and goddesses in at least a dozen different countries. But none of them, anywhere, had given him a gift like those four words, their beauty heightened by her honesty, her sincerity…
Her submission.
“You please me, woman.” It was the only response to give. The only words he could give—
Followed by the command he was destined to give her. He knew that now, down to the very fabric of his being.
“And it’s going to please me, very much, to bury my cock inside your tight, hot body…”
“Yessss,” she hissed.
“…as soon as you give me the executive order to do so.”
Tracy, who’d started to writhe her ass in time to his illicit attention there, fell into stillness. He saw her surprise turn into shock, clutching the whole upper half of her body, before her head twisted enough to give her the angle for a pronounced side-eye.
“Excuse. Me?”
Holy gods. This little wildcat, especially when summoning her claws to the surface, scratched him up in all the right ways. He loved bleeding for her. Stinging for her. And making her hurt for him in return…
Felt like a fucking miracle.
How he adored her. Craved her. Basked in the glory of doing this for her.
“You heard me, Madame President.” He had to be going to hell for this—invoking the highest office in the land, even in the name of getting this lesson into her thick, beautiful skull—but goddamn, what a way to go. He now knew, whenever he saw her on TV in her prim presidential suits and crisply styled hair, all he’d think about was having her like this, fiery and feisty and half-naked, with his fingers in wicked places and his cock straining to fuck her…hell. No. Heaven. “I want to take you so fucking badly, Tigress. Push my dick into that soaked, sweet cunt of yours and fill you until you feel nothing but me anymore. At the same time, I’m going to ram these fingers deeper into your ass, until I touch parts of your body you never knew existed. I want to make you come from the inside out, until you scream so loud I’ll have to fuck your tongue with mine just to quiet you.”
“Shit,” she broke in, moving beneath him again. Undulating like an exotic dancer, as waves of arousal clearly claimed her. “Holy…shit. John.”
Her high sigh had his cock weeping again. He forced himself to leave the damn thing covered, gritting his teeth to continue his ruthless torment. “Not the words I’m after, ku’uipo. Maybe you just want to think it over a little more? Maybe you just want to get out of here, and deal with your empty pussy in some other way?”
“No. No.” She panted heavily between the protests. “Please. Please. I—I need—”
“You mean I’m ordering you, Captain Franzen, as your president…”
“Yes! Fine! All right!”
“All right…what?”
“What you said. Just—dammit—fill me. Fuck me…”
“Uh-uh.” To be sure she got the point, he punctuated by lowering the hand at her back to the fullness of her ass, and raining sharp smacks to both sides. “From your lips, not mine.”
“What difference does it make?”
