Dani’s my victim. And I need to remind her of that.
She shrieks as I suddenly lunge, grabbing her by the front of the silky dress. I flip her over and push up the skirt above her hips. I roll on a condom and fuck her rough, slamming into her over and over while she makes these breathless little gasps.
“What?” I hiss at her as she takes my thick cock in that tight pussy. “You thought I was going to make love to you after you almost let my stepbrother fuck you?”
“I wasn’t,” she chokes out. “Oh God, you’re so fucking big.”
I grab those chains stringing up and down her back, holding onto them to drag her back on my cock every time I slam into her.
“Ohhh.” She makes a whiny, needy noise, her hands grasping at the edge of the marble.
“I felt your pussy. You were so fucking wet. You would have bent over like this for him, wouldn’t you?I told you.” I fuck her hard. “Told you.”
She gasps as she takes me again. I’m rough as I fuck her, letting her feel every thick inch of my cock as I fill and stretch her cunt until her body yields to me. She wiggles forward off my cock, and the delicate chains on the dress break as I wrench her back onto me.
“Told you, you’re mine. And I don’t want another man to ever touch you.”
I feel her tense up, then the orgasm rolls through her as she comes on my cock. I hammer into her until I come, spilling my load inside of her.
Diamonds spill over the floor.
I want her in my mouth; I want to kiss her, want to suck her tits, want my tongue on her clit. I reach for her, wanting to rip that dress open and bury my face in those huge tits.
I bet her nipples are hard as fuck.
But she jerks away from me.
“You don’t want me to come on your tits?”
“Um…” Her arms clutch to her chest. She looks scared. Worried.
Shit. I fucked up.
See? Monster.
“Get out of my sight.” I turn away from her. “Go shower. I can smell him on you.”
I suddenly can’t breathe. I undo its buttons then just rip off my shirt and my sweat-drenched undershirt.
Fuck. What have I done?
I slump down on the floor, my pants still unzipped, the suspenders hanging down by my thighs.
Lulu comes into the kitchen then. She’s wearing a sweater—the housekeeper must have put it on her—her nails clicking on the floor. She sees me on the floor and runs over to crawl in my lap. Until she sees a diamond on the ground.
“No, Lulu, no, don’t eat that shit. Bad dog. No. Dammit, Lulu. I’m not taking you to the vet.”
I wonder if diamonds are bad if a dog ingests them.
Lulu doesn’t seem worse for wear. She just goes after another sparkly gem.
I rush to sweep up the diamonds before she chokes on another one. Finally, I have to pick up the dog to keep her away from them.
“The wizard really didn’t give you any brains, did he?” I kiss the dog. “You’ve got to be the most expensive doggo in New York City right now. Here, you want a snack? Maybe you can eat a snack while I clean. How about that? Can we make a deal? Let’s see what we have here. I think you can eat plain shrimp. There. Carrots are always a good choice.”
“Graham?”
Dani’s standing in the doorway, wearing one of my shirts. Her hair is in wet tangles wound around her face.
