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I hate this shitty feeling he’s left me with, and the only thing I want is to forget what happened. Back home, I would seek out guys for sex as a temporary distraction from the pain, but right now, that isn’t an option.
I climb out of bed and pace the room, eager to release some of this pent-up frustration threatening my sanity. Everything inside me is itching to run outside into the dark, quiet streets, but I’m still unfamiliar with the area and would get lost. So instead, I’m trapped in this monkey cage my father calls home.
If I was higher up, I’d consider throwing myself out the window. But the worst that would happen from the second story is probably a concussion and a broken arm. It’s dramatic, but it doesn’t get results.
A flash of movement outside the window catches my attention, making me pause. I step closer to the glass and see a tall, dark silhouette standing in the shadows below, and all I can make out is the glowing end of a cigarette in his mouth. His face is shrouded beneath a black hoodie, but I get the distinct feeling he’s watching me.
My heartbeat races, and I hasten to tug the curtains closed.
He held me in his tight grip, fingers wrapped around my hair to shove my face against the wall. His breath was on my neck as he pressed his hard length to the small of my back.
“Is this how you like it?” he growled.
I reach over to the drawer in my nightstand and open it. Inside is my vibrator, which is hidden beneath my underwear so Galina isn’t tempted to snoop. It’s the rose-shaped toy they used to advertise all over social media.
“Yes,” I answered, my voice barely above a whisper.
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, sir.”
His hands grabbed my hips, yanking them backward away from the wall. At my back, he laid a flat palm and pushed me forward until my body hinged at a right angle, and I had to grip the wall for support to avoid somersaulting onto my face.
“That’s right, princess. Hold on tight.”
He positioned the head of his cock at the entrance to my pussy, lining himself up to take it from behind. My body quivered with wanton need.
Beneath the covers, I slide my pajama bottoms down past my knees, unable to tear my eyes from the screen. Bringing the vibrator between my legs, I pause there before reading further.
Tate stilled behind me. I knew he was making me wait on purpose, teasing me and testing how obedient I would be. If I begged, he would undoubtedly delay my pleasure.
So, I waited.
One of his hands remained on my hip, and his fingers dug into my flesh to anchor himself. The other hand slid up my back oh so slowly until it reached the back of my neck. But I did not expect him to wrap his broad fingers around me like a dog collar. He tightened his grip to cut off my air supply.
I bring one of my hands to my own throat and squeeze. The other hand presses the button of the vibrator, which springs to life with a steady hum.
I gasped when Tate shoved himself inside, groaning like a wild animal. He was well-endowed, and I wasn’t sure if he would be able to fit all the way.
“Fuck, princess, you are so tight.”
And then he started to move, sliding out to the tip before ramming himself back in. Each time he did, I let out a strangled cry. Spots danced in my peripherals as my vision tunneled, and I came to the realization it was enhancing my pleasure, not hindering it.
I shove the vibrator against my sweet spot, imagining myself in the character’s body and eager to come by the end of the scene.
His movements grew faster as I clenched around him, and my nails clawed at the wall to hang on. But I wasn’t afraid to fall because Tate supported me by my neck.
Bringing me upright, he kept his hand at my throat and spun me around. My back slammed into the wall as he pressed himself against my front, his face hovering right above mine.
Sandy hair hung in his face, dripping with sweat onto his perfect pectorals. His intense gaze watched as his fingers tightened, and my mouth fell open in a wordless cry.
Those icy blue eyes…
“Come for me, princess. And then I’ll make you choke on my cock instead.”
I shattered to pieces beneath him as dark shadows played at the edges of my vision.
Squeezing my neck, I tamper the sound of my orgasm into a silent moan. My body jerks as each wave washes over me, falling apart as Alek’s face swims in my mind while wearing that wicked smirk of his.
