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“So tight,” he grunted. “So hot and wet. God, you’re fucking soaked for me.” He placed a hand on each of my inner thighs and continued to push into me, all the while staring at where he was buried.
“I should go slow, easy,” he said, as if he spoke to himself, but it was only a second that passed before I saw something snap in him, saw it wash over his face.
He started to fuck me in long, hard strokes. Over and over, he pushed into me, the sounds of his cock slamming into my wet pussy making these erotic echoes off the walls.
Sweat covered my body, dotting his flesh too.
I reached out and grabbed onto his biceps, digging my nails into his skin, holding onto him, because I needed him closer.
My cry was slightly muffled as I came on his cock, my eyes closed from the pleasure.
Pumping into me fast and hard, Dom grabbed my hands and placed them over my head, keeping me in place as he dominated me, devoured me.
He hummed as he didn’t let up on fucking me. “I can see on your face you like me taking control.” He leaned in close and had his mouth right by my ear. “Is it because you’ve had to grow up too fast, take control of your life in every single way or you would’ve drowned?”
I closed my eyes and nodded, unable to actually say the words out loud.
“Say them then, Amelia. Tell me.”
“God, yes,” I whispered and came again, this orgasm smaller than the last but just as intense, as if it were a warm-up for a much bigger one.
My inner muscles clenched around his girth, as if my pussy needed him deeper.
Dom started pushing into me harder, faster, and I bit my lip and closed my eyes, the stretch and burn consuming me, the fact that Dom pushed into me and retreated over and over again taking all of my sanity.
“God. Fuck, Amelia.” He slowed for a moment, easing through the tightness, and when he was fully seated inside me, he let out this hoarse noise.
I gripped the sheets, gasping for breath, the air in my lungs burning. His balls were pressed right against my ass, the heavy weight of them and the way he stretched me reminding me what we were doing.
“I wanted to go easy,” he gritted out. “But I couldn’t. I had to claim you.”
I ground my hips against him, wanting him to move.
“Yes. Fuck, Amelia. Yes.” He used long, powerful strokes to give me what I desired, his balls slapping against my flesh, his groans fueling me on. Reality was a distant memory. “Mine. Say it.”
I stared at him with wide eyes. “I’m yours.”
He growled. “Yeah, you fucking are.” He slipped his hand behind my head and gripped a chunk of my hair, pulling my head back, baring my throat. God, I felt so vulnerable, so innocent. Another orgasm rose up in me, and all she wanted was to have it consume her. He tightened his hold on my hair a little harder and grunted as he slammed his dick fully into me.
“I wanted this to last, but fuck, Amelia. I can’t baby.” He started fucking me with more fervor and closed his eyes, his neck muscles straining, his body seeming bigger as blood rushed below the surface. “I can’t stop. I’m going to come.”
I opened my mouth and felt my eyes widen as I watched him orgasm for me, because of me. And then I came, just let go, feeling that tidal wave of ecstasy claim me.
He thrust into me once, twice, and on the third time, he stilled deep in my pussy and moaned. I felt the hot jets of his cum fill me, swore his dick hardened further, lengthened more.
Dom’s orgasm seemed to go on forever, his body tight, sweat covering his form. It was long moments before I felt and saw Dom’s big body relax.
I collapsed on the bed, my chest to the mattress, my breathing hard, frantic almost. I didn’t think about anything but how good I felt, how incredible Dom made me feel.
He opened his eyes, staring down at me with almost wonder on his face. “You know what this means, Amelia?”
His expression was so intense, so severe. “This is how it’ll always be for us.” He pulled out of me and made a disappointed sound in the back of his throat. He brought me close and I relaxed against him, loving the heat that came from him, the way my body molded to his.
He was primal and intense, with this feral quality making me feel… secure, stable. I knew there was no going back.
When I really thought about it, I’d never really had my life as my own. I worked, went to school part-time before I took the semester off. I went home alone, watered a plant I could barely keep alive, and all I could do was picture a different life, a different world. My childhood had been tarnished and dark, just like Dom, and here was a new life staring me down with dark, stormy eyes.
