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“I need you to give me your fat dick,” I pant, unabashed, fumbling with his belt. “I need you to distract me, stop me from thinking about the last few days. Take the lead. I need you to own me.”
A guttural, raw growl rips from Chase’s lungs, like I’ve said the magic words to motivate him into action. His hands join mine, tugging on his pants’ button and zipper. I shove his jeans and boxer briefs down his muscled thighs, freeing his rock-hard cock, already dripping with precum.
Widening my legs to accept him, I’m amazed when Chase doesn’t plow right into me. Instead, he grabs my forearms, yanking me to my feet. I squeak when he spins me to face the table, one large hand clutched at my shoulder, while the other grips my hip.
Roughly, Chase bends me over the table. Not enough to hurt me, but enough to demonstrate he’s in charge. The cold, glass surface has my nipples pebbling into hard diamonds, adding another layer of stimulation to my already heightened libido.
Removing his hand from my shoulder, he turns my head sideways, pressing my cheek flat against the table. I fog the chilly glass with my hot breath coming out in little pants of exhilaration.
My wrists are pulled behind my back, gathered in one of Chase’s larger ones, restraining me. I sag against the table, relieved Chase has removed my burden for control. At his mercy, I’m beyond willing to follow his lead. I crave it.
“Please, please, please,” I chant, pushing my ass out toward his pelvis.
Smack.A small gasp spills past my lips from the exquisite sting of his spank. No doubt he left a handprint on my ass. But I don’t care. I need more and wiggle my hips to encourage him to do it again.
Smack.He runs his calloused hand over my sore bottom, palming my thick cheek. “You like that, don’t you, brat?”
“Yes,” I groan. “Yes, Chase, yes. I need this from you.”
He chuckles darkly, bending over me to whisper in my ear. “The things I want to do this ass.”
I stiffen, unsure if I’m willing to go there tonight.
“Easy, Numbers. Another night,” he murmurs softly, his hand moving from my bottom to slide between the wetness of my lips. “Fucking soaked.”
“For you,” I emphasize, drilling it home I’m his.
Chase moans the most ovary-quivering sound, sending an instant gush of wetness around the lips of my sex. There’s something erotic about a man barely clinging on. He pulls his fingers away from between my legs, sucking them noisily into his mouth.
“You taste like mine.”
Not caring how needy I sound, I plead in a shrill voice, “I’m yours, I’m yours. Fill me. Bury your cock inside my—”
My voice dies when he shoves his shaft deep within my pussy. The force of his thrust shoves me forward. The wetness he left on my breasts earlier makes a cross between asquelchandsquealas my skin drags against the glass.
Having prepped me well, Chase doesn’t need to give me time to adjust to him. He pulls all the way out before plunging back inside, rotating his hips to hit all the hidden pleasure areas within me. He repeats the process three more times before he quickens his pace, thrusting mercilessly into me.
A keening cry rips from my lungs as pleasure courses through my veins like a string of dynamite on fire, my orgasm racing toward detonation.
Chase is swept away in the pleasure as much as I am. His grip on my wrists tightens a degree, pushing into my back to hold my body in place as he spears me harder. His free hand pushes gently on my head, another anchor point to keep me pinned under him.
He fucks me with a level of earnest I’ve yet seen. He fucks me into the table like a man possessed. He fucks me in a way only he can.
Owning me, singeing me, making me irretrievably his.
Our groans fall in sync with the wet, slopping sounds coming from below our hips. They echo around the glass room, sounding louder than what it truly is but adding to the sexual experience like an erotic soundtrack.
My insides quiver, fighting against the hard plunge and forceful withdrawal of his thick cock. Warmth pools deep in my cells, pulsing erratically the closer I approach climax. “Chase,” I whimper. “Please. I want to come.”
“Fuck,” he moans in a gravelly rasp. “You’re so pretty when you beg to come. Do it. Cream on my cock like a good girl.”
Unaware I needed his permission, my body responds like the strike of a match. Flames envelop me, propelling my orgasm to the surface at neck-breaking speed. I explode, gushing around Chase’s dick and down my thighs.
“CHASE!” I scream, convulsing against the table and around his hard length.
A primal growl breaks through the ringing in my ears. Chase pulls free, releasing his hold on me. Rough hands grab me, flipping me onto my back before yanking me to my feet.
I stumble, but Chase has a firm hold on me. He shoves me to the ground in front of him, forcing my chin up with his hand. “Open your brat mouth before I hose your designer suit.”
