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Lust, despair, and sadness.
Complete utter sadness that stabs my bones, but I choose to fall into lust instead.
I choose to fall into the feeling of having him completely owning me.
Body, heart, and soul.
Pleasure shoots inside me in waves, starting where we’re joined, where he’s torturing my clit, and spreads through my whole body. The harsh slide of my hard nipples against the leather heightens it to the point of eruption.
The fact that his hold on my nape prevents me from fighting this, even if I wanted to, adds a sense of animalistic pleasure.
“Tell me you’ll stay.” He grunts from behind me as the slaps of flesh against flesh echo in the air.
Every hit on the welts on my ass causes me to drip into his hand.
Every inhale is filled with the smell of him, me, and sex.
Of us.
Still, I shake my head slowly, as much as his hand allows, and Creighton slaps my clit.
The hit is so sudden that I come in a long flood of…holy shit.
My eyes widen. Please don’t tell me I peed myself.
Creighton becomes feral at the wetness that pours out of me and thrusts in with animalistic force.
I close my eyes and chase my orgasm, rocking my hips and adjusting to his rhythm.
He comes deep inside me with a growling, “Mine.”
He doesn’t seem done, though. After he pulls out, he coat my ass and thighs with his cum, as if he’s marking me for the whole world to see.
When he finally releases my nape, I don’t turn around and, instead, remain in the same position. In fact, I wish the world would open up and swallow me.
“Annika?”
I bury my face in the leather, my voice coming out muffled. “Leave me alone.”
“Look at me.”
I shake my head in the sofa, trying to ignore the process of my heart shriveling and dying.
“I won’t repeat myself another time. Look at me.”
I slowly do, shame and tears clinging to my eyes. “Can’t you just leave me alone to deal with the fact that I peed myself?”
He frowns. “What are you talking about?”
“Just now when you… Ugh…give me a moment.” A slow smile lifts his lips, and he looks so gorgeous that I want to slap him. “What are you smiling at?”
“You didn’t pee, you squirted, and it was the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.”
My cheeks heat. “Oh.”
Hearing him call me the hottest thing he’s ever seen makes me want to do it all over again. But maybe it only happens with strong orgasms.
A low gasp rips out of me when he lifts me in his arms. “Now, let’s have a shower so I can fuck you again.”
