Page 43 of Roulette Rematch


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“Hurry, James,” she demanded from around the chain.

He fisted his cock and rolled down the damn condom. Shoving his pants off more, he stepped up to her, fished the vibrator out, and placed it on her clit. She hissed.

“First you give an order, and now you’re complaining?” he teased through gritted teeth. He needed get inside her.

“Please.” She lowered her chin, giving some slack to the chain.

He tossed the vibrator to the floor. “Fuck it.” He grabbed both her legs and plucked her off the floor. Shoving her against the cross, he briefly wondered if it was anchored well enough to withstand their weight.

In one thrust, his cock plunged into her hot, tight passage. His balls hit her ass, and she groaned.

“Sandra?” He checked her eyes. Wild with arousal. He could spend fifty hours in the gym a week and not feel as powerful as he did in that moment. And he’d made her this way. He’d taken her to the edge and could either push her over or pull her back. Either way, he’d be going with her. That was for damn sure.

“Go! Don’t stop!” She nudged her knee into his hip.

He smiled. “You’ll pay for that later,” he promised. Withdrawing from her until only the head of his cock nestled inside, he waited a heartbeat, then plowed right into her.

“Fuck!” She bit on the chain.

Again and again, he thrust into her, squeezing her ass, digging his fingers into her curves. She hissed, but it only fueled him.

“So hard. Hard,” she urged him, and he wouldn’t disappoint.

Sounds from around the platform invaded his mind for a moment, and he realized they had an audience. He didn’t care. Let them watch. Let them see what a prize he had in Sandra. Let them drool over what they would never have.

He plowed into her, grinding into her pelvis.

“Come for me again, pet. Come again.” He slammed into her.

She shook her head, but he wouldn’t accept no for an answer. He shifted his position and fucked her against the cross harder and harder until she was bucking at him.

“Do it, pet. Do it now.” He couldn’t hold back much longer. Her pussy gripped him so sweetly, and her heat only made it harder for him to withdraw at all. But his reward was to get inside her over and over again as he fucked her hard.

“James!” she screamed for the third time. Her cunt clenched around his cock, and he stopped fighting.

“Fuck.” He plowed into her once, twice, then stilled on the third thrust while his dick filled the condom, grunting with each beat of his orgasm.

His lips found hers. The chain dropped, and he kissed her as though his life depended on the connection.

Breaking the kiss, he touched his forehead to hers and sucked in air.

“James?” she asked tentatively.

“Yeah?” He pressed his lips to her forehead, then shifted.

“My legs.” She wiggled her foot. He eased his cock from her and helped her get her feet on the floor.

“Give me a second.” He grabbed the trashcan that suddenly appeared at his feet and got rid of the condom, pulling his pants up and zipping. His belt dangled open in front of him.

“Take a deep breath,” he instructed as he grabbed the first clamp. He watched her obey, and once she looked ready, he opened it. The hiss was inevitable, and even after his cock went soft, his heart soared with the sound.

“One more.” He walked her through taking the second clamp off. Dumping the set onto the table, he moved quickly, undoing the wrist cuffs, and gathering her up in his arms.

She sank into his embrace.

“How are your arms? You were up there for a while.” He rubbed her shoulders.

“They’re good,” she assured him, wrapping them around his waist and hugging him tight. “Thank you, James.”

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