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The clink of a belt buckle is followed by the sound of a zipper. He brushes against me as he moves down, little bites along my cloth-covered back to my bare ass, where he sinks in his teeth, biting hard.
I cry out, and another small spasm hits me, my clit hitting the side of the desk as I do.
“Tell me to stop, sweetness.”
My mouth refuses the words even though I know I need to say them. But it’s been too long, way too long since a cock I’ve invited in has been there. I want it all banged away. I want all the nightmares and the hazy memories banished.
And forgive me, but I want him.
Right here and now, I want Christian Bandoni.
I want him hard and deep. I want him to mark me. I want him to come in me and destroy any other branding by those monsters.
I just want him.
He rips my underwear away, then he pushes my thighs apart even farther. I know he’s sunk to his knees, I can feel the heat of his breath on my exposed pussy.
“Your cunt is magnificent, Mia. It’s pink and so fucking wet.” He pulls me to him.
I scream as his tongue licks me from my clit to my ass, and then he delves into my center.
“You taste like nectar.” He pushes two fingers into me and one into my ass. I’m going to have you everywhere, you understand? Every fucking inch of you will be mine. I’ll make you feel like no one has ever touched you other than me, sweetness.”
He starts to pump his fingers in me, and I’m moaning. I can’t stop, he’s bringing me to the edge fast, so fast, and the need and pleasure building in me is an avalanche. But he stops, and then he’s on me, his fingers pulled free and holding my hip, his other hand moving up from my back to tangle in my hair.
And his cock . . .
It’s right there, at my entrance.
“Beg, Mia.”
I bite my lip, and he comes up over me, pulling my head around, he leans the rest of the way to kiss me hard, then he says it again.
“Beg me to fuck you, Mia.”
His cock. If I can just get it in . . . I try to wiggle, to move up, but he won’t let me, just the fat head of his cock there, all promises, all damnation, all out of reach.
I break. Something cracks open, and tears burn my eyes. “Please, Christian. Please fuck me.”
“Good girl.” And he slams home.
He takes me hard and fast. Christian’s cock is big, stretching me, filling me, and he hits deep every time. I rock against the desk, and the flames inside lick high as he fucks me. I lay there, letting him take me, letting my brain just float, until the grip on my hair jerks my head up and me back into the game.
His other hand bites into my hip, and he leans on me, his mouth at my ear. “It takes two, sweetness, so fuck me back.”
“Leave me alone.”
Laughing, he bites my lobe. “Hard to do when I’m balls deep in your cunt, Mia. And stay with me.”
“Goddamn you, Christian.”
He slams into me again. “I don’t believe in a God that lets monsters torture you.”
Anger sears me, and I try and fight him off. I’m pushing back against him, every thrust in me is etching itself into me, inside and out. “You bring that up now?”
“I want you present when I’m fucking your brains out, Mia. Because I’m not going to want to leave it at this.” And he slams deeper again. “I’m going to want you again and again. I want you to offer me every last piece of your fucking soul.”
“Go to hell. I don’t like sex anymore.”
