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He thrusted against her thigh. “Sounded like a demand.”
“Again, more of a suggestion,” she said lightly, reaching between them to grab his cock.
He smirked as she stroked him a couple of times. “Want my dick.”
“You haven’t heard me say no, have you?”
“Want my dick,” he concluded, again sounding very pleased with himself.
Like the asshole was so damn irresistible.
Her sigh of impatience quickly turned to one of pleasure when, after she guided him to where he needed to be, he took her cue and drove inside her, hard enough to make her body jerk.
He slammed her again.
And again.
Yesss. Finally.
She didn’t care about it being gentle, she just wanted it to be good. And unlike by the front door, he wasn’t taking his time and being careful. He was giving it to her as hard as he could. Not kissing her. Not caressing her. Not making it sweet. But fucking her.
Arching his body, he pulled one of her nipples into his mouth, sucking it like he would die if he didn’t.
Using the hand near her head to brace himself, he dug his knees deeper into the mattress, and began to power up and into her. She wrapped her thighs around his hips, dug her heels into the back of his legs to encourage his pace, gripped a handful of the hair at the top of his head and held him to her breast.
Yes. This.
This was what she wanted from him.
No talking. No thinking or overthinking. Just this.
She wanted this moment to simply connect.
Just these next few moments. That was all they needed.
And once it was over, it would be over. For good.
Shit. Once again, she knew that was a complete lie. At least, for her.
Whether this would help him move on, she didn’t know. But she hoped it would, so she could move on, as well.
This hip movement was not like the gentle rocking and rolling earlier. This was him stabbing her with his cock, driving home the point that he was in charge. Both reminding himself and reminding her.
She wouldn’t fight it. She had no reason to.
While she had wanted to be on top, to straddle him, it was only so she could watch him as she fucked him instead of the other way around. But what he insisted on—being on top—was fine with her, too.
He was ramming her hard, jolting her with each thrust, and the arm he was using to brace himself now also kept her in place so she wouldn’t slide up the bed. His other hand squeezed and kneaded the breast he had his lips latched onto.
Her blood rushed not only from the motion of his hips, but from anticipation.
She expected to feel the biting sting of his teeth at any second. The mark that would announce, “Rook was here. I took this. This is mine.” The marks she would stare at in the mirror for the next week and then want to dig out her vibrator and relive how those marks were made.
But he didn’t, he kept up the punishing pace, probably waiting and wanting for her to beg for mercy… If so, he’d be waiting for a long time. She could take anything he threw at her and even more, if he wanted to push it further.
Truthfully, if he wanted her to think twice about allowing him into her bed, this was not the way to do it. That made her wonder if that was his purpose. If he could drive her to the point where she didn’t want or accept him sexually, would it make it easier for him to walk away?
Interesting.
But at the pace he was going he would come well before she ever got a chance.
First of all, she needed to get out of her own head… And just appreciate—even though he was fucking like a horny caveman—he was still the best fuck she’d had in a long damn time.
Every time he drove his cock home, it nudged her closer to that edge. The grunts he made against the flesh of her breast were like a symphony to her ears and only made her wetter. The way he ground himself against her clit at the end of each stroke, only made her want more.
“Touch me,” she begged. If she wanted it, she couldn’t demand it. If she demanded it, he might not do it. Simply out of spite.
If he wanted to play games with her about who was in control, then, to get what she wanted, she could, too.
His teeth clamped down around her nipple, not deep enough to break the skin but enough to send a delicious shockwave through her, from her breast all the way down to where they were connected. That simple action made her sensitive nub swell even more.
When he didn’t move fast enough, she reached between them to touch herself there, but he snagged her wrist and squeezed it tight, preventing her from doing just that. He pulled it from between them, replacing it with his own and did exactly what she hoped he would.
