Page 62 of Darkest Desires


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My heart pounded in my chest as she hesitated, and I stepped closer, licking my lips.

“Take your clothes off,” I rasped, pushing her dress from her shoulder.

She swallowed and stared at the floor, but I didn’t care. I was too busy drinking her in. Her tits were perfect; not a blemish on them. There was a blue-purple bruise forming on her throat from my earlier attack, and it was so fucking sexy.

I wanted to mark her all over.

“Off, Elizabeth.”

The dress hit the floor, and Elizabeth met my gaze, her arms crossed. She went to move, but I stopped her, gripping her wrist.

“All of your clothes,” I said, my voice thick with lust. “Now.”

For a second, I was sure she would tell me to fuck myself, but she trembled as she slid the panties down her thighs like the true submissive she was.

“Good girl. You can call me Alexander, by the way.”

23

ELIZABETH

Alexander stood behind me, my skin prickling from his proximity.

What am I doing?

His hand stroked my right bum cheek so softly it was barely noticeable.

Where’s Michelle?I prayed for her to knock on the door and interrupt this madness.

“You’re tensing up. Relax.” Alexander commanded, moving his hand back.

His left hand rubbed the bottom of my back, his right hand coming down on my backside so hard I couldn’t help but scream.

“Ouch!”

He spanked me again, slap after slap until tears streamed down my cheeks.

“Breathe, Elizabeth.”

Alexander sounded like he was enjoying this, but a sob escaped my throat when I inhaled.

“Say, stop, anytime,” Alexander said, his fingers stroking the burning skin lightly.

Like he'd stop.

The pleasure was intense after such pain, and he stroked my slit, dipping into my wetness. I flushed with shame.

“But you’re so wet. Quite the dilemma, huh?”

Part of me wanted to scream at him to stop, but when he wiped my arousal around my backside, lapping it with his tongue, my body shook with pleasure. A moan left my lips, and his tongue plunged into my soaked tunnel, his fingers digging into my sore cheeks. He groaned against me, the vibrations sending me over the edge as his tongue fucked me.

I gripped the desk, staring into the reflection of the tinted glass windows, when I saw myself. My face was flushed and twisted in pain, tears soaking my cheeks while Alexander rose behind me.

“Stop,” I whispered.

He stilled. “Are you sure?”

Before I could finish nodding, his hand struck my backside harder and faster than before.

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