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“Yes, yes, yes,” I screamed over and over again as I lost myself in the pleasure. Sex between us had always been intense, but I’d never allowed myself to really give into it like I was now.

“You’re mine,” Dom grunted. I looked into his eyes, which hadn’t left mine. “And you’ll fucking listen to me when I tell you to.” He punctured his words with thrusts of his hips, and in that moment, I would have promised to do anything for him as long as he made me cum.

“Don’t stop,” I begged, digging my nails into his shoulders.

Dom lifted me higher, and the new angle allowed him to hit a spot that made me see stars. I forgot about the fact that we were at a wake, or that he had threatened to kill my father. Dom and his cock were the only thing that mattered.

“Come for me,” he ordered.

I sobbed. My orgasm was so close, but I couldn’t quite catch hold of it. “I can’t,” I sobbed.

Dom smirked slightly, and before I knew what was happening, I felt one of his fingers slide inside of my ass.

I yelped at the sensation, but my body was so pliable, it accepted his digit. “Whaa-”

“Your ass is the next part of you I’m going to own,” Dom said. He sawed his singers back and forth inside of my hole, and I immediately exploded.

Dom wretched the most intense orgasm out of me that he had so far, and for a moment I thought I was going to die from the pleasure of it all.

Dom roared, and I felt him shoot his seed deep inside of me.

I slumped as he thrust his soft limb inside of me a few times, pushing his load deeper inside of me. It was an oddly pleasant experience, and I felt my body slump against him as my pleasure softened to a dull zing.

Normally, after we fucked, Dom pulled away from me to clean himself up, but today, as he pulled out, he pressed a small kiss to my head. I clung to him, too bone tired to do much more.

“I’m going to kill your father,” he said.

The words were like a bucket of ice water being thrown on me, and I pulled away so quickly that I was sure I would have whiplash.

Dom looked resigned as he tucked himself back into his pants.

“Dom…”

He shook his head at me. The hardness was back on his face as he pulled my dress down over my thighs.

I slapped his hands away. I didn’t want him touching me. “Fuck you,” I told him. “Fuck you, and fuck all of this.”

I hoped down from the desk, not caring that his sperm was sliding down my thighs. This hadn’t been the first time Dom had fucked and humiliated me. The difference was that this time I’d begged for it.

“Sasha,” Dom reached out, but I shook my head.

I took a deep breath determined not to allow Dom to see how his words affected me.

“You knew when you chose me that this was a possibility,” he said.

“I never thought that you would force this kind of choice on me.”

There was a little bit of sadness in Dom’s eyes when he looked at me. “You already made your choice,” he reminded me. “Now, you have to live with it.”

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