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“Pull up your skirt,” he says in a husky, undeniable tone.
My chest rises and falls. I try to catch my breath, but I can’t. Like the rest of my body, he’s stolen it from me.
His eyes flash to mine. “Do it for me, Cassie. Now.”
Enjoying his hard cock pressed against my pussy and stern tone, I drop my legs from his waist.
He releases the last button and opens my shirt.
A defeated cry falls from my mouth as I reach for the hem of my skirt.
“Yes. That’s good. I want it all the way up. Over those beautiful hips.”
He pulls my breasts from my bra. I skim past my erect nipples, shifting my ass to expose the lower part of my body.
On complete display, shielded only by a pair of skimpy black panties, I watch as he openly examines my vulnerability.
“Now, you’re telling me this body didn’t miss me?” His eyebrow arches.
I open my mouth to respond to his cockiness streaming wildly from his dark eyes, but I shudder from the feel of his finger slipping past my panties and finding itself deep inside.
“And these tits.” He slaps my breast before snatching my nipple and giving it a tight squeeze. “They didn’t miss me.” He tugs on my hard bud.
I moan.
“You’re going to have to do better than that to convince me.” He smacks my nipple a little harder.
Pain penetrates me and soars to the ache he produces between my legs.
“I lied.” I bite my lip, needing this.
“I know you did.” His finger thrusts deeper inside my pussy. “But you will lie to me no more, right?”
I gaze up at him, prepared for whatever he’s about to do to me. Ready to accept his power in any torturous form.
“Right,” I breathe out the truth.
I’ve missed the rough touch of a man’s hand. It’s always been a turn-on for me.
I worried that I’d never enjoy it again. I thought Glenn ruined me forever.
There’s no fear when Brett touches me. I want his strength. In some fucked-up way, it makes me feel powerful.
“Fuck.” His finger works deeper into me. “You’re so tight, sweetheart.”
“Yeah, like I said, it’s been a while,” I say between thinned lips, loving the way he calls me sweetheart. The way his eyes glow down at me as if he’ll never get enough of me.
His hand covers my throat. Another finger enters me. “Well, then be a good girl, Cassie. Don’t hold back.” His hand tightens around my neck. “You’ve waited too long. Just let this one go.”
Between his penetrating touch and coaxing raspy voice, I do as he asks.
His power ignites me. I need to get fucked, and if it’s only by his finger, I’ll take it right now.
My hips move with each thrust. He goes deeper and deeper until I feel him all through me.
I peer up into his severe and baiting eyes. His hand tightens around my throat. The strength, control, and undeniable power he has over my starving body is more than I can endure.
I surrender.
