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I shook my head back and forth.
He clicked his tongue before swiping his finger across my clit, “but you’re dripping for it. Dripping for me.”
“No.”
“What?”
Screw it. I wasn’t going to let him continue like this.
“Punish me if you want,” I steeled myself against the chair for whatever retaliation he could drum up. “But fucking you was a mistake I won’t be repeating.”
He fisted my hair and yanked back while I bit back a whine. My body was struggling to maintain the confidence of my mouth. Just like he said— my mouth is what got me in trouble in the first place. His hips pressed against my heat, our bodies both calling to each other despite everything. “And if I push into you right now?” His hips slammed forward. “Your wet cunt wants me to.”
“But I don’t.”
“Oh, Darya. I think it’s exactly what you want, you just think it makes you weak to admit it.”
Weak and so fucked up. So broken beyond belief that the man holding me against my will, threatening to fuck me without consent, was the one I wanted most. The one I wanted to hurt me and then hold me while I fell apart and tell me I was a good girl for taking it so well.
His fingers loosened in my hair and both hands trailed down my back. It was slow and sensual. Goosebumps sprouted along my spine and his fingers danced lower. When another finger brushed against my core, my legs flexed, and I let out a ragged breath. How could it be wrong to want someone who made me feel so good? So electric?
He circled my clit until a whimper escaped my lips. He growled as he pushed a finger inside and it was all I could do not to melt back into him. Another finger and I stretched around him, delighting in the slow assault. The tightness in my chest relaxed, like for a moment my pain was placed on the back burner and all I could focus on was this.
“Yuri,” I whined as he picked up the pace. His hips bucked behind his hand, pushing both fingers in deeper. My arousal dripped down my inner thighs, but I couldn’t bring myself to care. His fingers curled deliciously but it was his reaction that had me rising higher and higher. He was panting, each breath cooling my now sweaty back. His hips had started to grind uncontrollably and every now and then a grunt nearly sent me over the edge. “Yuri…” I begged again, wanting him closer.
“Mmm, tell me you’re weak for me. Tell me you need me inside you,” he rasped.
“If wanting this makes me weak,” I murmured, my lids heavy with lust, “you’re just as fucked as I am.”
He blew out a breath behind me and I unclenched my fists to grip the legs of the chair. Just as my fingers wrapped around the cold metal, Yuri lined himself up and slammed into me. I screamed out at the invasion, his thickness, the sting of it.
“Fuck,” he grunted. His hips pulled back and surged forward again and again, setting a quick pace. Our slick skin slapped against each other; each clap followed by my guttural moans. The neediness in my core grew with each stroke and his hardness answered every dirty desire deep inside.
“Oh, god,” I cried out as he slowed. He sank back in completely until his hips were flush against my ass. In a bruising grip on my hips, he pulled me back onto him and ground us together. He was impossibly deep, and my pussy was filled like I didn’t know I needed.
His fingers dipped and pinched my clit at the same time he pressed forward again, sinking deeper and deeper. A shock of pleasure rocketed through my body, and I trembled around him in search of my heightening release.
“Beg me for it,” he ground out.
“No,” I breathed but his hips stopped.
“Beg me for it like a good girl and I’ll give you exactly what you want.”
I arched to feel friction, but he backed away, holding steady as my eyes fluttered shut. He was tearing me down and with his thickness stretching me, promising a mind-numbing release that could take away all the emotional trauma of his cruel lesson, I folded. My will to fight him was shredded and all there was left was the moment of pleasure his body could deliver.
“Please,” it poured out of me. His hips moved so slowly, so languidly that I thought I was going to die. The throbbing was nearly painful, and my cunt tightened around him, desperate for it.
“Please, what?”
“Please, Yuri. I need you.”
His fingers tightened and his hips renewed their violence. My whimpers morphed to screams that echoed off the walls with each thrust. We were like animals, reducing to our most carnal needs and seeking orgasm above everything else. My body hummed and with another pinch to my clit, a slowly built climax washed over me. The tendrils of pleasure whipped across my sensitive skin and my pussy began to pulsate around him.
“Mm, Darya, fuck.” His grunts quickened until his cock hardened and swelled inside me in response to my contractions and then with a stuttering thrust of his hips, I felt the first splash of his own release. We came together in unison, soaring higher as each wave rocked through our bodies. It lasted seconds, minutes, hours— I couldn’t be sure, but in the end, I was spent, and quicker than I hoped, everything came crashing back.
My muscles gave out and a sob ripped through me. I couldn’t hold it in any longer.
He bent over me and warmed my back with his weight. His teeth grazed against my shoulder and in seconds, his fingers had worked my shackles free. Keeping himself inside me, he looped his arm around my waist and lifted my sore body off the chair. “Come here,” he whispered.
