Page 75 of The Enforcer


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I findher in my cinema room, deep in the basement of my mansion. I’m not surprised she’s here. It’s the one place that feels removed from the shit that surrounds us daily. A cocoon, a place to shut the door and indulge in escapism, courtesy of the huge screen and deep luxurious chairs. A small bar sits in the corner of the room making the inhabitant self-sufficient as they help themselves to drinks both alcoholic and otherwise. There is a well-stocked fridge with everything required, and a coffee machine that is permanently loaded. In the cupboard are bags of potato chips and pretzels of every flavor sitting alongside popcorn and most varieties of nuts. This space has always been a favorite of mine and now it’s even more enjoyable because she’s here.

I lock the door.

She turns and in the dark light, smiles as she sees me approaching, shrugging out of my jacket and crossing the deep luxurious ivory carpet that curls into my toes. I rip off my shirt, revealing my flexing muscles as I reach for my belt and slide it quickly from my pants.

Her eyes glitter with excitement as I reach her and, without a word, I curl the belt around her neck, using it to pull her toward me with one hand, reaching for the remote with the other. As I increase the volume, the sound of classical music fills the room, and her soft gasp tells me this is just what she wants.

Chucking the remote to the floor, I pull her clothes from her body with a violent haste, loving the anticipation building in her beautiful blue eyes.

Kissing Flora raises a multitude of emotions and the one engulfing me now is dominance. Sweet loving comes later, but after the day I’ve had, I have a certain need of her right now.

“Have you missed me, baby girl?”

I growl as her breath rains down hot on my lips and she licks those luscious lips and whispers, “Yes.”

I lean down and bite hard on the cherry and her small scream drives lust in my heart as she licks the blood pooling in her mouth.

Then I push her down onto the soft seat and hook her legs around my neck before burrowing my face into her glistening pussy, inhaling deeply as I bathe in her scent.

Her small moan reveals what her body is desperate for, and I take a long leisurely swipe up her pussy, her desire resting on my lips. She tastes so good, so sweet, the perfect honey and as I suck her throbbing clit into my greedy mouth, her sharp intake of breath tells me she’s balancing on the edge of ecstasy already.

I am relentless in giving this woman pleasure and as she convulses under me, I dip two fingers inside her and reach for the spot that has her screaming my name.

“Dom! Oh fuck …”

Her pleasure flies away on the breeze from the air conditioning and then I spin her around, so she is face planted against the plush fabric of the seat. Grabbing her hair in one hand, I graze my tongue the length of her body settling in the crease of her ass, causing her to squeal, “What the…”

I slap her hard on the ass causing her to groan, “Fuck me.” causing me to laugh as I lower my pants and palm my throbbing cock.

“If you insist.”

As I press the crown against her ass, she pants, “Do it.”

“Do what, baby girl?”

I laugh softly as she hisses, “Fuck my ass.”

I press in slowly, her desire coating my balls, causing me to groan out loud. “Fuck me, Flora, you’re incredible.”

As I slide in, she pushes down hard and this time my roar fills the dusky space as I unleash my inner beast. I tighten my hold on her hair and ride her like a cowboy, in and out, hard and fast, her body grazing the fabric beneath her as if she’s on rails.

This is primitive fucking, the best kind there is and as I dominate my woman, I come so hard I swear I black out for a second.

It’s as if my release has no ending and spills through the crack between us, dripping down her body and onto the seat. Her wild screams tell me she’s more than a match for me and as she climaxes, I slap her ass hard.

“I fucking love you, woman.”

I cry out as she gifts her soul to me and as the classical music plays all around us, filling our minds and promising a lifetime of intense pleasure, I know Flora will be my wife before the month is done.

CHAPTER45

FLORA

We pull up outside a small house on a suburban street that looks as if normal lives here. The white picket fence and the trailing ivy covering the porch is add odds with everything I know in life. I don’t belong in a place like this, surrounded by God-fearing folk who play by the rules and struggle to make ends meet.

There is no wealth here. Not material wealth, anyway. However, this place is my dream. What I pictured when I closed my eyes as the current bastard thrust inside me. When I was beaten, stripped, and humiliated on repeat. When the cruel words reminding me how worthless I was rained down on me, I came to this place in my head. Obscurity, safety and my desperate dream.

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