Page 64 of The Fixer


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His lips trail over the curve of my ass before he sinks his teeth into my flesh. The sharp sting of his bite makes me clench around his fingers and I thrust back, fucking myself on them.

“You’re my greedy little slut. You wanna fuck that sweet, wet pussy onto your husband’s fingers?” he asks me.

I give him a cut off moan in response, remembering myself at the last minute.

“Use your words. Tell me how desperate you are for dick. How you’re a cockwhore who’s desperate for your husband to fill you.”

“I want more,” I whisper. His fingers crook inside me, hitting that spot and driving pleasure through my whole body.

He works a third finger inside me, and my legs shake at the feeling of fullness. I bounce back onto his fingers. I’m so wet—so hungry for him in every conceivable way—it sounds obscene.

He takes his fingers out of me, denying me the chance to finish a second time. He wipes them on my ass before slapping it. The crack across my skin and my gasp echoes throughout the room. He slaps the other cheek twice and groans.

“I can watch your ass jiggle all day. Make it red with handprints every chance I get.” He spanks me harder, and I clench around nothing, wishing he was inside me. “You’re so fucking beautiful, my bad, beautiful kitten.”

“Garrix, please.” I feel so empty. I need something. Anything.

He pulls me back farther until the tie is tight around my wrists. His fingertips dig into my hips, a reminder of how badly I need his roughness at this moment.

“Say it,” he commands.

“Garrix, please fuck me,” I beg.

He reaches around me to collar my throat, squeezing lightly. My brain goes fuzzy at the contact and my mouth salivates. I look over my shoulder to find a cruel expression on his face as he pushes inside me, just the tip. Shallow, slow thrusts drive me insane, and his grip on me keeps me still.

I groan in frustration, and he laughs, taunting me with his control.

“Enjoying yourself, kitten?”

“More,” I choke out as he tightens his hold on my throat.

“That’s not begging,” he states, stilling inside me.

“Please, G, fuck me good. Come inside me,” I implore him.

Tears come to my eyes as I realize how badly I need him. How painful it is to have him inside me and not feel him battering my core with his punishing thrusts.

“I love coming inside you, filling you up,” he whispers in my ear. “One day we’re going to make a baby, kitten. You’re going to be so beautiful when you’re round with my child.”

His thrusts turn deep, hard, hitting the right spot inside me and making me see stars. They slam me into the door. A moan tears from my throat, and Garrix slides two fingers into my mouth. I suck on them as he pummels me.

“Fuck, you’re so tight for me. You feel so good, so filthy.” His low, gravelly voice drips over me like lust.

“I’m so close. Please let me come,” I breathe. “Please!”

“You sound good begging for release, little killer,” he grits out.

His fingers move from my throat to my clit as he pinches it, slamming inside me so hard it knocks the air out of me. I detonate, coming hard and fast, gasping for breath. Garrix follows me soon after. He stays inside me and holds me in his arms for a few minutes as we rest against the door.

“You’re a jealous, horny bastard,” I comment dryly.

“Or a man who’s insatiable for his beautiful, sexy wife,” he corrects me, running his palms possessively over my ass.

He uses some paper towels from the shelf to clean me as best he can, then helps me pull my panties and jeans up.

“Tonight, everything ends.” My voice is hard as steel. They say payback is sweet, and I’m ready to gorge on it.

“I’ll be right beside you, little killer. We’ll make them wish they never fucked with you.”

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