Page 32 of His Sacrifice


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“Please…” I beg, feeling the pleasure swelling inside me to the point of pain.

“Please what?” he hisses, knowing exactly what he’s doing to me.

“I don’t think I can hold it.” I struggle to respond, being at this angle allows him to rub against my clit as he fills me, and it’s impossible to blank out how good that feels.

His hand slides up to cradle my jaw, and I feel my skin start to tingle.

“Don’t you dare fucking come,” he breathes, shaking his head. “Come, and your punishment will be so much more severe.”

I believe his threat, and I clench my fists, putting all my focus into obeying him.

“If you had a safe word, would you use it now?” he asks, breathless as he pounds his body into mine. I shake my head against his hand. It’s the truth, I wouldn’t. A lesson I've learned in a very short time is that when it comes to this part of me, Raoul knows me better than I know myself. Holding me back always makes the end more rewarding. Even if it hurts in the process.

“You have to trust me to take care of you, to know your limits, to know what will make you feel good. Can you do that for me?” He spits his words out against my cheek, clenching his fingers.

I’m struggling so much to hold back, his voice and the way his harsh words brush against my skin while his cock stretches me is all too much.

“Yes,” I manage, my hands clutching at his shirt as he slams into me so brutally that I feel my bones rattle.

“Let it go,” he presses the weight of his body onto mine and whispers, his breath filling my ear and his cock making one last powerful thrust inside me. I feel his pulse throb inside me as he fills me with hot jets of his cum, and I cry out in relief as I finally release all that I've been holding back. My pussy squeezes tight around him and my body trembles between him and the wall.

“Never, make the mistake of humiliating me again,” he warns me breathlessly.

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