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To fucking own her.
At that thought, the one about owning her, my cum spurts inside her with a wrecking force I’ve never felt before.
As if with a vengeance.
As if I want her every pore to be stuffed with my seed.
I slowly pull out of her, my gaze following the trickling of my cum out of her pussy, smearing her thighs and pooling on the floor.
The shadows slowly dissipate to the background when a raging sense of possessiveness bulldozes to the forefront, tearing through my flesh and smashing straight into my bones.
I’ve always hidden my tendencies of obsession—the need to be number one, to be Dad’s favorite, and even to be T’s only support. And I’ve been trying to get rid of those bad habits since after secondary school.
This is the first time I’ve felt a blinding possessiveness for someone I fucked. It’s close to being a dark obsession.
A dangerous one, where my shadows will come out and play.
And yet, I can’t stop staring at the evidence of my ownership dripping out of her.
I can’t let her go, even though we’re both panting and perspiration covers our skin.
It’s a primal thing that I have no control over. A raw feeling that holds me hostage and refuses to let go.
A soft whimper rips from her and the sound shakes me out of my trance. I slowly release her, then stagger to my feet, tucking in my semi-hard dick.
Yes, I just emptied inside her, but the view of my cum pouring out of her cunt is taunting my dick for another round.
But it’s not about that.
I didn’t come here for multiple rounds or even to fuck at all. I’m here so Anastasia will stop looking at me, so she’ll stop being attuned to me when she has no business to.
She turns around and slowly gets into a kneeling position, then stares up at me. My cock twitches at the view of her completely naked. There are a few red marks on her pale skin from when I gripped her—around her neck, on her wrists, and on the creamy flesh of her breasts. Her nipples have become red and puffy from my assault. Her lips, too. They’re swollen, plump, and tempting me to shove my dick between them.
But what really gets me is the look in her eyes, the satisfaction in them, the fucking pleasure that she’s not ashamed to show.
Because we’re compatible, she and I. Other women wouldn’t appreciate the roughness and dirty sex, but my Anastasia gets off on it.
Wait.My?
Since fucking when did I start thinking of her that way in my mind?
I need to go home and erase these cancerous thoughts from my head.
This is fucking.
Onlyfucking.
I haven’t taken even one step when she asks, “Do you want to grab something to eat?”
I should turn and leave. Should ignore that fuck-me look in her eyes or the hope in them. If it were any other situation, I would personally crush that hope.
But I don’t.
I go against my principles one more time and stay.
And the shadows have no say in it this time.
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