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“I give the orders, Lemon,” I snapped, my face so close to hers I could smell her sweet breath. “Not you. I’m the president. You follow me.”
“In bed it’s survival of the fittest.” Oh, the little bitch was going to challenge me. My already hard cock got impossibly harder. It took every ounce of self-control I had not to come in my pants. By God, when I came, I was going to fill her cunt with my cum, not my pants.
I tightened my grip on her throat, stopping just shy of cutting off her air, and bared my teeth at her. “I’m way the fuck stronger than you, woman. I will take what I want. When I want.”
“Then do it!” Eyes wide and more than a little wild-looking, she hissed her words at me. “Fucking do it!”
I shoved away from her only to grip her hips and spin her around. She gave a startled cry but didn’t fight me when I shoved her jeans down as far as I could. Her motorcycle boots made it difficult to do more, but all I needed was access to her pussy.
Looping one arm around her neck, I freed my cock before swiping my fingers through her folds. Just as I suspected, she was drenched. She gave a sharp exclamation, and her sex quivered, already on the edge of orgasm.
“Don’t you fuckin’ come,” I snapped. “You don’t get to fuckin’ come ‘til I say so, you hear me?”
“Rocket!” She gasped even as she pushed her hips back, begging me to fuck her.
“I said no!” I tightened my grip on my arm around her throat. Her hands stayed firmly on the wall as she lifted her head, giving me better access to her. A female submitting to her mate. “You will hold on to your pleasure. You’ll let me fuck you until I’ve had my fill. And you will not fuckin’ come until I give you permission.” I gave her a little shake even as I shoved my cock as far inside her as I could.
Lemon screamed and sweat erupted over her skin. “Fuck!”
“Fuckin’ right, I’m gonna fuck you.” My voice was harsh, and I began a hard, driving rhythm. Our flesh slapped together loudly in the room. I was sure everyone in the immediate vicinity could hear both of our shouts. I gripped her hip with one hand while my arm was still curled around her neck, holding her passive for my use of her body.
I thrust harder into her, my balls slapping against her flesh. The sound of our bodies colliding filled the room, mingling with Lemon’s cries and my grunts and growls.
Sweat trickled down her face as I continued to fuck her relentlessly, her moans growing louder with each thrust. I couldn’t help but feel an overwhelming sense of power, my dominance over this woman now rivaled only by the raw pleasure she was providing me.
Every single time we fucked this hard, every time she made me fight her for dominance, I knew I’d made the right choice in a woman. She was perfect for me. We fed off each other in more ways than just sex. Sometimes, I felt like she was the other half of my soul. Lemon might be several years younger than me, but she’d lived a life where she did her best to take care of everyone around her. First and foremost, this woman was a protector. Didn’t mean she didn’t need protecting from time to time. Luckily, I was up for the job.
“Is this what you want?” I bit out beside her ear, never missing a beat. “You need a good fuckin’, woman?” She didn’t answer but I doubt she could with my arm around her neck. Her hands were still flat on the wall which meant she was good with what I was doing to her. Had she been uncomfortable or felt threatened, Lemon wouldn’t hesitate to fight me in earnest. In that conflict, I wasn’t entirely sure who’d win. Though I was the seasoned warrior, there was every possibility Lemon would still kick my ass. Mainly because I knew I could never hurt her intentionally while she didn’t have the same qualms about me if she thought I deserved it.
She grunted, never taking her hands from the wall while I railed her from behind. When I let go of her neck, she actually groaned, leaving her neck exposed to me.
I grabbed her arms and pinned them to her body as I shoved her against the wall and pounded into her. She couldn’t move, my hold on her absolute. All Lemon could do was what I told her to. And I’d given her an order not to come. I knew she needed to. I could feel her pussy pulsing around my dick like mad.
“You’re gonna come in a moment, Lemon. Come around my cock and milk my cum. I’m gonna put it inside you, and you’re gonna fuckin’ take it!” I knew I sounded like a cliche and more than a little deranged, but I also knew my woman loved me this way.
“Yes!” She screamed her response. “Fuckin’ come inside me! I want it all!”
“Now, Lemon! Right… fuckin’… now!”
With a brutal yell, I emptied my balls inside her. Lemon screamed and screamed, her legs giving out as she came with an intensity I’d never seen from her before. She was a lusty one, my woman, but this was a new high. One I intended to repeat as often as I could.
We stood there for long moments. It was hard to catch my breath and I struggled to stand, but I did both. For Lemon. She’d gone limp in my arms, and I marveled at how completely she’d surrendered to me. Continued to surrender to me.
“Rocket…” Her eyes were closed, but there was a very satisfied smile on her face. I knew I’d pleased her, and I was almost embarrassed to admit how much pleasure and pride I got from that knowledge.
“Yeah, baby.” I kissed the side of her neck. “You good?”
“Better than good.” Her voice sounded dreamy. Like she was on the verge of drifting off. She was like a little kitten, limp in my arms. Completely trusting I’d support her.
“I know you probably want to go check on Gina, but I think you should give the guys at least one afternoon to fumble their way through this. She has your number. Right?”
“Yeah. She’ll use it if she feels threatened. Might anyway just to get my opinion. She does, I’ll tell her it was my idea, but the choice is hers.”
“That’s my woman.” I kissed her neck again, licking the sweat coating her skin just because I could.
“Let’s clean up, then we can rest for a while. It’s a couple hours ‘til dinner. We can doze. When we wake up, I’ll fuck you again.”
She giggled. My sweet Lemon actually giggled. And yeah, I realized the oxymoron applied on more than one level. “Only if you promise. That was fuckin’ amazing.”
