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Our eyes meet, and I would swear electricity jumps between us. “On your knees. Roll over.”
“Like this?” I do as I'm told, then wiggle my ass. My knees are on the second step, my hands above me, and I lift my hips to show myself off. Everything that belongs to him.
Having him on the same page as I am shouldn't be surprising. “And who does this belong to?” he asks, the sound of his zipper making my breath catch in anticipation.
“You. Only you.”
“So pretty.” He drags his fingers between my lips, parting them, then dipping them deep inside, only to pull out again.
I gasp in surprise and pleasure when he keeps moving, finally coming to a stop at my clenched asshole. “What are you doing?” I ask with a gasp, but the question ends on a moan when he traces circles around my entrance.
“You said you belong to me.”
He’s right. I did. Every part of me.
And that's why I lean into his touch, closing my eyes and focusing on the way he makes me feel. “Are you letting me in here tonight?” he whispers, pressing with his thumb, so close to entering.
How could I say no when it feels so good? It may be wrong and dirty, but that only makes me want it more. “Yes. Take all of me.”
I'm watching over my shoulder as he steps up behind me, his thick, veiny dick in hand. I barely register the pressure against my pussy before he's inside me, rocking me forward. The angle is insane, letting him go deeper than before. Right away, I tighten around him. Like even my pussy is claiming him the way he's claiming me.
“Oh fuck, that's good,” he grunts, grabbing my hips and pulling me back against him while he drives deep into my core. “Christ, so tight.”
I go with him, moving against him, riding him like he’s riding me. “That's right,” he growls in approval, digging his fingers into my flesh until I groan in pain and pleasure. “Fuck yourself on my cock. Make yourself come all over me.”
Something about his words unleashes something deep down inside me, something dark and wild. It scares me a little, but I welcome it, too, tightening my grip on the stairs above me and planting my knees more firmly before bouncing up and down on his length, riding him hard like my instincts tell me to.
“Like this?” I ask. “Is that right?”
“Fuck, yes! So fucking hot.” He runs a hand up and down my back before twisting my hair in his fist. He leans down over me, biting the back of my neck before running his tongue over the same spot. The pain mixes with pleasure, and that, plus the way we slam together with every stroke, wipes away everything else until I'm screaming again, letting it out with nobody else to hear.
He's mine, he'll always be mine, and nobody will take him away from me. The way it's supposed to be.
“Nolan!” I sob, moving faster and harder as it builds. “I'm coming!”
“Give it to me,” he growls in my ear. “Give me all of it.”
I can't help it. I have to. I have to give it to him, just like I have to let out all the tension building in me. My moans get higher in pitch until I'm almost shrieking, and he loves it. He moves with me, grunting, and the sound of him losing himself makes me lose myself—until the tension finally breaks.
As much as I don’t want this to end, it's almost a relief.
“My good girl.” He slows his strokes but never stops, and the squelching sound gets louder now that I've come. I'm dripping, wetness coating my thighs and making his hands slide over my skin. He pulls out and strokes my ass and my legs.
But he's not finished. “I need you to breathe for me,” he grunts, massaging my asshole. “I promise, I won't hurt you. But I need to fuck this ass. It's the only part of you I haven't had.”
“It's yours.” I turn my head, staring him straight in the eye so he knows I mean it. “Fuck my ass. Make me come again.”
“If this is a dream, nobody wake me up.” He runs his hands between my cheeks, coating them in my slickness before playing with me again. This time, instead of holding himself to only teasing the entrance, he slides his coated thumb into my ass.
It's so much to adjust to, the new sensations sending my thoughts racing in a million directions. It's so wrong, but it feels so good. So dirty, but there can't be anything dirty between us. Not Nolan and me. We're beyond that.
“More, give me more,” I beg. “Give me your cock. Please.” I don't know what's come over me, but I don't care. I want this. I need this.
“There's a big difference between a thumb and a—”
“I trust you.” I look back at him, biting my lip. “Please? Take my ass? Make me feel good.”
“You are such a bad girl when you want to be.” Sure, but that doesn't stop him from taking himself in his hand and dragging through my wetness before stopping at my hole again.
