He chuckles, even as he fucks me, and I moan my frustration.
“Please may I come?”
“No.”
Mother. Fucker.Iknewit.
His fingers find my clit; an added torture. I grit my teeth, clenching hard, whimpering my surrender to this sadistic,hatefulman.
“Please…” I beg. “Please… please…”
“Are you going to try and run away again?”
What?
Oh.
“No.” I’ll agree to anything if he’d only let me come.
“I need your promise,” he growls, flicking a finger over my clit for extra torment. “Otherwise you don’t get to come again.Ever.”
I wail my defeat and submission, even while Ilovethat he’s claimed me like this. Made me his captive, as much as his wife. Hewantsme. He wantsme.
“I promise,” I gasp.
“Good girl.” He takes my clit between finger and thumb and pinches, and my body explodes. I can’t resist, I can’t stop, even though I try. “Come for me.”
I’m already coming, awash in pleasure, but now I have his permission, and his command just makes it so much better. I cry out with the force of it, clenchingaround him, and hear his grunt as I do.
“Damn it, Tink…” he says, the words almost pained.
I don’t know what I’ve done, but I can’t focus on anything right now. Only the sensations of him still thrusting inside me, his touch on my body, the weight of him pushing me into the bed.
Him claiming me.
There’s no better feeling.
“This pussy of mine… feels so damn good,” he murmurs between breaths, between thrusts. “I have to stop… otherwise, I’m not going to…”
His body stills, cock deep within me, and his weight settles on my back. His breathing is loud in my ear, ragged and uneven, just like mine.
“Fuck, Tink.” He gives a short laugh, and I mentally add another tally mark to the number of times I’ve heard him swear like that. It’s still so few. “You test my control.”
At least he still has some. Mine was shot well before he cut my panties off, and there’s none left now.
His cock is lodged so deep inside me that I can’t feel anything else. I clench around it, unable to help myself. He hasn’t come yet, and I want to feel it.
“Don’t do that,” he says quickly, but his cock twitches in response, and that only makes me clench again. He groans, the sound I love to hear, so raw it pulls at me. “If I don’t move now, I won’t be able to.”
“Then stay there,” I whisper, but he doesn’t listen.
His weight comes off me, back onto his arm, hiships lift, and his cock slides out. Then the head of it is pressing against my asshole.
He’s going to do it, I know he is, and I’m bound and helpless, unable to stop him.
I whimper, my body still awash with the pleasure of my orgasm.
Maybe that’ll help.
