I will never beg. My earlier words echo in my head as he shoves his cock in my mouth again, moaning and whimpering.
Going against my own words feels like betraying myself, but I need him. However, it’s not enough to beg for it, so I don’t. I let him fuck my mouth as I touch myself, his sounds bringing me closer and closer to the edge.
Then my body tenses, and a deep moan comes out of me.
“Be careful with your sounds or I’ll come down your throat,” he says, but it only brings another moan.
“What did I just tell you?” he warns.
I try to keep quiet, but it’s impossible when the orgasm finally crashes over me, hitting me in the most perfect way. I start shaking on my knees beneath him, and when I look up, he’s already looking down, watching me closely.
“Ah! Don’t look at me with those eyes full of pleasure, Anastasia.” His head falls back again.
I want him to come just like he warned, so I keep touching myself, keep moaning and letting the sounds of my pleasure vibrate around his length.
“Oh, fuck, I’m coming! Tap my leg and I’ll pull out so you don’t have to take it, baby.”
But I don’t tap his leg. I let him continue, craving the praise I know he’ll give me afterwards. Only seconds pass before he realizes that I won’t tap him, and that’s when he explodes, his body shaking just like I had done before.
I swallow quickly, not wanting the texture to linger for too long.
He removes his helmet, drags his hand through his sweaty hair and pulls me up from the ground. He kisses me deeply as he places me on the motorcycle behind me.
He holds me steady as two of his fingers find my pussy, both slipping inside me at the same time. “You’re my good girl, babydoll. You’ve made me so proud,” he praises as he fingers me, making me hold on to him tightly.
I look straight into his eyes as another orgasm starts building up. “Sir...”
He shakes his head, smiling. “Say my name.”
“Brian,” I moan, making his eyes turn possessive.
“Who am I?”
“My owner,” I whimper.
“Exactly, baby, I fuckingown you.”
And that’s when I come, hard. My entire body shakes as he wraps his arms around me and pulls me close, claiming me into an embrace. “I know it feels good, but you can ride it out. Show me how good you can be.” He kisses my forehead, holding my body until it stops shaking for him.
Chapter 18
Brian
I’m never letting her go. Ever. This is no longer about obsession. I crave her, Ineedher. She holds my soul in the palm of her hand, but thecontrolis mine, and maybe some day I’ll let her have some of it.But not today, not until she’s molded to me and craves me just like I crave her.
I pull her up her pants, her legsstill trembling, her hand holding onto me like it's life or death just like I want her to. Ineed her to understand who she belongs to, not just recite my words back to me.
“Did you like the sunset?” I smirk, cupping her face and kissing her lips.
“Yes, sir.” Her voice is shaky.
“Do you like this spot?”
“Mhm,” she nods, still holding onto me for dear life. “I wanted you.” Her words are barely audible.
“What did you say, baby?” I ask as she puts on her helmet again.
“I wanted you,” she repeats herself.
