My skin is already stinging, burning a bright, furious red, and it is exactly what I need.
I need to be made to feel like the absolute slut I am for willingly giving myself to a beast. A devil. A monster of a man.
He throws me onto the mattress and tears off my dress and underwear with lightning speed.
Without a second of hesitation, he drops straight to his knees at the edge of the bed.
He stays completely immaculate in his expensive suit, his dark hair rumpled as he wedges his broad shoulders between my knees.
Fuckkk.
As always, the very first swipe of his rough tongue makes me feel like I’ve been shot straight into heaven. But then he pulls back, blowing hot breath directly onto my soaked slit. My own scent floods the air, and he sniffs like a rabid, starved dog. My knees buckle, smashing me back down to earth for a mere millisecond before he launches me into an even higher heaven.
“My fucking favorite meal,” he hisses against my wet skin.
He pinches my thighs, dragging my lower body away from the base of the mattress. He manipulates me until my lower half is dangling entirely off the bed, supported only by his shoulders.
The orgasm crashes over my body so hard that I swear to God I can see stars and galaxies exploding behind my eyelids. He throws my lower body back onto the bed, handling me like a total caveman. I am sickened by how deeply attracted I am to his roughness. Graham stays fully clothed, but he yanks his trousers open, freeing his huge cock.
I have no idea how it will ever fit inside me.
Seeing my terror, he presses a surprisingly gentle kiss to the side of my brow.
“Just breathe for me, my love.”
But the moment he tries to push past my tight entrance, a scream tears from my throat.
He quickly crashes his lips over mine, stealing the sound entirely.
It hurts like a fucking bitch.
“It hurts… hurts,” I whisper.
“Shh,” he hushes me.“Poor baby… my cock is too big for you? Tell me, Maya.”
“Too big,” I slur, my head spinning.
I’m not a virgin, but he makes me feel like it’s my first time.
Looking up at him, I can see he is nowhere near as unaffected as he wants to appear. His jaw is clenched into a snarl, the thick veins in his forehead pulsing as he pants like a wild animal.
He sneaks a hand between our bodies, finding my swollen clit and aggressively rubbing it.
“Breathe,” he growls.“It will feel better. You are mine, Maya. Your body was literally built to stretch for my cock.”
I do what I’m told, focusing entirely on his hand, and slowly, the agonizing pain begins to fade away.
He begins to thrust.
Each movement rocks the entire bed.
“You’re never leaving this bed,” he pants.“I’m going to fill you up until you breathe my name in your sleep. You’re my fucking captive, little flower.”
The pleasure and possessiveness mix into a high.
Like the world’s most potent drug is in my system.
But right at the very end, he forces my hips down against the mattress, pinning me still.
