Page 90 of Master of Fortune


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By the time he was naked, I was panting and desperate for him to fuck me.

“Do you want gentle or hard?”

“I get a choice?”

“You’re hurt.” He brushed the side of my face, anger flaring in his eyes again.

Twining my arms around his neck, I lifted onto tiptoes. “I want us. Raw, dirty, and depraved. Just like you promised that first night together.”

He gripped my waist, a war of emotions playing over his face. “I didn’t have a chance with you, did I?”

“You surprised the fuck out of me too.” I brushed my mouth against his. “Though you’ll always be the asshole who blackmailed me.”

His lips curved up. “I am who I am. Now, turn around and brace your arms on the wall.”

Following his directions, I barely had a chance to steady myself before he grabbed hold of my hip, kicked my legs apart, positioned himself, and thrust in.

“Oh God. Simon,” I cried out, the pleasure-pain of his invasion blurring my vision and firing every nerve in my body to life.

“You asked for it.” He wrapped his forearm across my chest and cupped my throat.

I stared at his beautiful face, water dripping from the curls fallen onto his forehead.

My palms flexed on the wall. “I did. Now do it more. I need you to fuck me like you mean it. Don’t be gentle.”

“Is this what you want?” He pulled out and thrust back in so hard that he had me coming onto my tiptoes.

“Yes,” I whimpered, the heady mix of sensations of his thick cock inside me and possessive grip on my neck filling my mind with a euphoria I never seemed to stop craving. “That’s…that’s exactly what I want.”

“This is why you’re mine.” With those words, he set a brutal, wickedly delicious pace. One that gave me no leverage, one that gave him all the control, one that only allowed me to take.

My pussy quickened, flexing, clamping, and flooding as my orgasm approached. My clit throbbed, needing just the slightest stroke, and I would detonate.

I shifted my hand on the wall, ready to give my body the relief it begged for. But some part of me resisted, knowing this man’s touch was what I craved.

“Simon, please. I fucking need to come.”

His fingers slid down my stomach to my clit. The moment he grazed the sensitive bundle of nerves, his teeth clamped down on my shoulder.

“Yes,” I cried out as all the breath left my body, and my mind clouded with wave after wave of ecstasy.

My pussy clamped down on his pistoning cock. His pace never wavered, no matter how hard my pussy walls flexed and contracted.

“It’s too much.” The orgasm shook my entire body, leaving me limp and unable to stand.

“We’re not done yet.”

“You can’t be serious.”

“Very serious.”

Simon strummed my clit, bringing me to the cusp of another release and then pinching the bundle of nerves, skyrocketing me into another mind-blowing cascade of pleasure, but this time, he shattered with me.

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Simon

“What is this about, Mykos?”I glared at Tyler as he lazily entered the hotel suite he’d summoned me to an hour earlier.

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