“Yes.”
He growls before tilting his head down to kiss me, but I quickly press my fingers to his lips to stop him.
“Can I use your bathroom first?”
He viciously hisses against my lips before tightening his teeth with frustration.
“Hurry the fuck up. It’s upstairs.”
With my heart pounding in my chest, he gradually releases my grip on my hair and let’s go of my face. I quickly gather my composure and turn away, swiftly making my way to the spiral staircase, grabbing my bag from the couch as I pass it. I hold up the hem of my long dress with one hand while clutching the banister tightly with the other as I ascend the steps.
Each one makes me feel dizzy until I finally reaching the top and I halt, scanning the expansive, dark bedroom with breathtaking views, mirrored ceilings, and an enormous bed. I draw my eyes away from the opulent space and I head toward another door, hoping it leads to his bathroom.
As I enter, I make sure to lock the door behind me, creating a sense of privacy in the luxurious space. Placing my bag on the counter, I stare at my reflection in the mirror, drawing a deep breath to steady myself. Slowly, I begin to remove each diamond pin from my hair, feeling the weight of my decision settling in. I am really doing this aren’t I? Oh, fuck. I’m fucking Reign.
I attempt to stop myself with every minute that passes by, but the overwhelming sense of want consumes me. I’m craving him so much. It’s just one night Charley. Let your hair down and let him utterly destroy you for old times sakes. You are different now. Reign doesn’t scare you. Let him use your body and make you come repeatedly all night long.
AsI walk up the spiral staircase to my bedroom, I button down my shirt, feeling on edge to get my hands on her, to violate her in any way my disgusting mind can think of. If I cannot keep her here with my words, I’ll be sure to keep her here for my fucking cock.
When I reach the top, I notice the light beneath the bathroom door. I rip my shirt down my arms and unbuckle my belt, tearing it completely from the hoops, the action almost violent. After tossing it onto the bed, I slowly taking a seat on the edge, and I wait for her to join me. With my forearms resting on my thighs, I keep my head lowered, my mind running wild, almost ready to smash through the door, but once I finally here the door opening with a soft click, I lift my head, remaining in the same posture.
As she enters the room, her presence fills the space, her eyes locking onto mine with an intensity that make my cock twitch in my pants. Her extremely long, dark hair cascades down the front of her in loose curls, framing her face in a soft glow, but she is still wearing that pretty fucking dress.
Before standing, I place my hands on my thighs and stride towards her with measured steps, my sinister gaze never leaving hers. As I draw closer, I circle around her, taking her in from every angle. When I stop behind her, I observe how her petite frame contrasts with my own, a reminder of the power I hold over her and how easily I can fucking break her, which only does something to my wicked mind.
“You know the fucking rules in my bedroom, Charley.”
She lets out a loud gasp as I roughly snatch her dress before violently ripping and tearing it down her body, leaving her in nothing but black lace panties, a garter belt, and stockings to match. My feral gaze traces the curve of her back, lingering on the swell of her peachy ass, which has somehow become rounder.
As the dress pools at her feet, I growl, squeezing the head of my aching cock that is still trapped tightly in my pants, desperate to be free and pounding into her asshole until she is trying to climb the fucking walls. I snatch the back of her hair without warning and yank her back into my front. Tilting her head back I speak against her breathless lips.
“I cannot wait to have my cock buried deep inside that ass again.”
With a forceful shove as I release her causing her to stumble in her tall heels toward the bed and as I step forward, I smack herass hard, prompting her to leap. She spins around to face me, her long hair whipping across my stomach, but before our eyes can even connect, I lean down, wrapping my palms around the back of her thighs and easily lifting her around me.
In her madness, she wastes no time in shoving her tongue straight down my throat and I reciprocate, dominating her mouth while trailing my hands up the backs of her thighs until I am tightly squeezing her ass. As I walk a short distance with her around my waist, she grinds her damp panties against my abs, showing me she is already soaked for me.
As I sink my teeth into her bottom lip, I hook my thumb beneath the string that is wedged between her ass cheeks, and with one swift, violent tug, it snaps giving me easy access without taking her garter belt and stockings off, because I want to fuck her while she’s wearing them.
In a surge of primal desire, I grasp her beneath her arms, tossing her onto the bed effortlessly and as she bounces on the soft mattress, I kneel onto it before lowering myself between her thighs. I steal her lips with a hungry kiss, grinding my cock against her hot pussy and she bucks her hips, desperate for the intimacy between us. She moans with her tongue entwined with mine and I continue forcing the length of my cock up the slit of her cunt, giving her only a small taste of how I am going to utterly fucking destroy her tonight.
Her tits slide against my chest with each stroke, and I begin to become feral, snatching her wrists and locking them above her head with one hand. I dip the other between her thighs as she continues to move her hips against me, pining for my touch. As I savage her neck, she tilts her head back with a loud gasp, her body tightening with arousal.
“Fuck, I’m going to fucking come without you even fully touching me. Please fuck me, Reign. Please. And then you can do what you want to me.”
Her begging, needy behavior has me harder than I have ever been in my entire fucking life, and I lift my head before murmuring against her panting lips.
“Greedy fucking slut.”
“Wait.”
She searches my eyes, her arm securely around my shoulders.
“Do you have a condom?”
My brows pinch and I pull my head back in confusion.
“What?”
