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“You had an obligation today.”
My throat is starting to hurt from his grip.
“I forgot. Shit happens.”
Smack. Smack. Pinch. My other thigh this time.
“Actions have consequences.”
My body has never responded to someone like this. Never begged from the inside out to be broken into pieces. Ever so slightly, my legs open wider, a signal that this sadistic display is turning me on.
It’s humiliating.
“Do you see yourself? Such smooth, clean skin.” He yanks my face to the side so fast my neck cracks, and then intense, green eyes are boring into mine. “I’m going to mark you up until you forget what you look like without them. Until you look in the mirror and you remember that for the next few months, I own you. You gave yourself to me.”
My chest cracks open as he covers my shoulder in hickeys. As he pinches and pulls at the skin of my thighs until it bruises.
A cap clicks open. Shuts. Something thumps on the floor. A hand slips beneath my briefs and slick fingers roll and tug the head of my dick until it swells.
“I’ve been thinking about you all day,” he says as he marks up my neck. “All day about how I could reward you for doing as I asked. How our results would come back, and do you know the first thing I’d do is?”
I shake my head, and he pinches the skin of my jaw between his teeth.
My cock throbs between his fingers, responding to the pain.
“Stip you bare. Spank this pretty, little dick until it’s plump and raw. And then I’d put your ass on my desk, get on my knees, and tease you with my mouth. For hours if you’d let me. Coming over and over until your sweet lips starts begging for it to end. You’d go to bed that night covered in both of our cum.”
The hand on my thigh has moved up my side, leaving angry, red skin in its wake.
“But I’m going to have to shelf that fantasy.”
A whimper escapes my throat, and I wish he had another hand to wrap around it again. Shut up the embarrassing sound.
“Because the first thing I’m going to do bare with you is shove my thick, fat dick between your snarky lips and make you taste all of the pent up cum waiting to fill you up.”
Oh fuck. Oh, fuck, he’s right. Each time we’ve fooled around, I’ve been the only one to get off.
I’ve caught glimpses of his dick in passing—usually in the showers, bulging beneath his towel or sweats—and it’s an impressive size when soft. Hard and angry for release? My cock aches at the thought of having that in my mouth.
I’ve never been nearly as aroused by an actual cock I’ve held in my hand as I am of the thought of the one currently digging into my ass.
While his thumb and forefinger stroke and twist my shaft, another slick finger prods at the entrance of my front hole. My body goes on high alert: tensing and freezing, not even daring to take a breath.
Instead of pushing inside, Corvin traces his finger along the opening.
My initial panic holds strong, a tremor starting in my legs, and my safeword sitting heavy on my tongue. But then his hand is around my throat, and he flicks my dick just right with the tip of his finger.
What rushes out of my throat isn’t a plea to stop. It’s a sobbed, desperate, “I’m sorry.”
He sinks inside me, and my body is so high strung and on edge that I come in an instant. Tears spring forth, and I don’t have the energy to fight them from falling. There’s a trickle of liquid between my legs, and then a second finger follows the first, heightening the tail end of my orgasm.
“Enjoy that, sweetheart, because it’s the last you’ll have for a long while.”
My body goes boneless against him. Blood pounds in my ears and a deep soreness sinks into the muscles holding me up. Corvin frees his hands to keep me steady and bring me to the bed.
I half expect the sweetness from the other day, but instead he pins my hands to the sheets and starts making a dirty wreck of my chest. He licks and sucks and bites his way across my pecs, down my sternum and leaves extra dark splotches on my hip bones.
“This doesn’t feel like a punishment,” I moan, tugging on my wrists just to test his grip. Iron tight. It makes me shiver.
