Page 120 of Beguiled

Oh, my God. He was going to fuck me in the ass. At first, I tensed, every muscle aching and he’d yet to do anything. But as with everything else about the man, I knew he wouldn’t hurt me. Not intentionally at least.

He narrowed his eyes and pushed an inch inside. A flood of sensations rocketed through me, discomfort threatening to pull me out of the sweet rapture. But he took his time, his eyes never leaving me as he pushed in another inch.

Then another.

I arched my back, gasping for air as the discomfort morphed into a hint of pain, but almost immediately, the strangest, most intense sense of pleasure washed over my entire body.

“Oohh…”

He chuckled behind me, smacking my bottom a second time. Even the slight infliction of pain was passionate. He jutted his hips forward, filling me completely. His cock throbbed, the pulsing sensations electric. As he gripped both hips, he thrust deep and hard, pulling almost all the way with every stroke.

My breath skipping, I clawed the bedding, my body still trembling. He wasn’t gentle, the force used almost pushing my face into the bed. But I loved it, even pushing back against him as he plunged like a wild animal. We were both panting, the bed squeaking and I was shocked at his stamina.

It was as if the man could go all night. Only I knew the instant when he couldn’t take it any longer by the sound of his animalistic grunts and the tenseness of his body.

With one more crack of his hand against my bottom, his entire body arched as he lifted his chin toward the ceiling and released. His cum was hot, the series of vibrations dazzling. At that moment I realized he’d taken every inch of me.

And was fulfilling every single fantasy.

* * *

Being in his arms was everything a girl could want. I hadn’t expected that he’d enjoy cuddling after sex. I honestly hadn’tanticipated that he’d ask me any questions, but he seemed interested in my life.

“What’s going on with your parents, Saige?”

“What do you mean?” Instantly, I bristled, even trying to pull away, but he was having none of it, his muscular arm holding my back against his chest.

“You know what I mean. The reason you seem to have no issue stepping into the gray area.”

“It’s obvious you already know.”

“You need to tell me.”

I did my best to turn around in his arms, fighting him playfully as I did. He appeared serene, completely relaxed with his head in his hand, his elbow on the bed. He was already half hard again, his cock pressing against my stomach. “A land developer wanted my father’s ranch for years for the land. A new resort. The asshole tried several times to sweet-talk my father and when he wouldn’t budge, he found a way to possibly force the ranch to come to auction.”

“Back taxes owed?”

He wasn’t being judgmental, just matter of fact as he handled all aspects of business. “Yes. Times were tough over the years and my father had been trying to pay everything back, but the penalties are just terrible. If the ranch goes to auction, I can guarantee you that son of a bitch had already threatened anyone else interested in the property that if they dare bid, they’ll suffer. My parents will get next to nothing for it.”

To see the rage on his face gave me the warm and fuzzies.

“When is the sale?”

“Three weeks.”

“Good to know.”

That’s all he said, but I could see something brewing in his eyes. “What about your family. I know you haven’t always been a part of the fancy Chertov world.”

With a single finger, he rolled the tip down from my forehead along the bridge of my nose. “You’ve been checking on me.”

“Isn’t it prudent to discover information about the competition?”

“I’m your competition?”

“I could want to become CFO one day.”

“I guess I’ll need to keep you on a very short leash.”