Page 84 of Until I Claim You


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Not wasting a moment, he lifts the skirt, bearing my ass to the cool air, shirks my panties down just enough to get them out of his way, and slides his hand over one of my ass cheeks. Tender circles.

The anticipation builds in my belly.

He’s loving this as much as I am. He’s watching me watching him. A standoff.

When I’ve gotten comfortable with the warmth of his touch on my backside, he strikes, a loud slap cracking through the room. I gasp as a hot sting spreads out across my skin.

“Now, we don’t have much time. Youhaveto be good,” he growls in my ear.

Oh, I want to be difficult and test his patience so badly, but he’s right. Who knows how long it will take Rebecca to fetch the green beaded gown from the window.

If we’re caught, it will only be shameful for me.

Edwin can get away with whatever he pleases, given his bank account.

But me? I can already picture the hot shame I’ll feel for years to come.

Edwin pulls my panties down to my knees. The shuffling of his pants as he lets them slink around his hips loud as he frees himself just enough to slide his cock in between my thighs.

“Fuck…” He glides back and forth through the fortress of my groin, coating himself in my juice. “Look at me.”

Our eyes lock in the mirror.

“I want to see your face change.”

Edwin positions himself at my entrance and slides in, my jaw dropping as the stretch overcomes my entire body.

“Yes, fuckingyes.” His hands slide up my arms and align with my palms on the mirror. “I’m going to fuck you so good you won’t be able to walk.”

“Yes, please.”

Edwin thrusts his cock deep into me and chuckles in my ear. “Remind me next time I want to hear you beg.”

“I’ll try.” My one attempt at being obstinate.

Edwin thrusts his hips against mine so hard that my front presses up against the mirror, the beautiful dress suffocating.

The cold mirror touches my bare skin, making me shiver even harder than I already am with his cock sliding in and out of me.

“You think you’re so clever, don’t you?”

I twist my head over my shoulder, grabbing his lower lip with my teeth, begging for a kiss.

Edwin groans, but resists.

“Please kiss me.” I’m nowhere near above begging.

“Aw, you want me to kiss you?”

“Uh-huh.” I nod. “Before I–”

“You’re not going to come already, are you?”

Notalready, but soon. I moan.

One of Edwin’s hands slides around my mouth, our eyes meeting. “You have to be quiet.” His breath on my ear drives me wilder. “Otherwise…”

Wet heat builds in his palm, my eyes rolling back as he rocks me into the mirror. I do my best to buck in return, but I am at his mercy.

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