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He shakes his head. “I want to fuck you so hard and so deep in the hope that you’ll understand how much I do want you. So you’ll know never to pull any stupid shit again. I need you to know without a doubt that you only need me. I want to mark and ruin you. I want to hurt you while making you feel so fucking good. I want to rip you apart just to be the one to put you together again, because I want you to know that I’m capable of both. Don’t ask me to fuck you right now. I won’t be able to control myself.”
He watches me, waiting for my response. I can see the desire in his eyes. He wants the pleasure he receives from inflicting pain. He isn’t capable of articulating his feelings. He likes to act like he doesn’t have them, and maybe that’s true, but he has them when it comes to me. I hear the unspoken words on the tip of his tongue when he kisses me. I feel his emotions when he lets loose and fucks me like an animal. He talks to me through his body and I’m an eager listener.
“Do what you want to me,” I say. “Punish me. Teach me a lesson. Teach me many. I want you to lose control because it’s when I like you most.”
ChapterThirty-Six
“Oh fuck,” I cry as he flips me over.
On my hands and knees, he drives into me from behind, holding my hips with a tight grip. He’s in control of my body, slamming my ass into him as he forces me to be impaled by his cock. I squeeze the pillow in my hands, falling to my elbows as he brutalizes me in the best fucking way.
One hand wraps around my throat, pulling me back up, his hips moving back and forth while his fingers dig into my neck.
He’s nothing but grunts and growls—no longer a man. He’s succumbed to every basic need. His noises are carnal, and he’s turned me into a heap of moans and whimpers.
“Oh god,” I moan, straightening my back until I touch his chest. He hooks his arm over the crook of my elbow, his hand traveling between us until he latches his fingers on my other arm, trapping me in place. He squeezes my throat, his lips touching my ear.
“You like the way I fuck you, don’t you?”
“You know I do.”
“Tell me you need me.”
“I fucking need you.”
“Who do you belong to?”
“You. Fuck,” I breathe. “You, Quintin. I’m yours.”
He thrusts deep. “Damn right you are. In this life and the next.”
“Ah!” I cry. “Your cock feels so good.”
He shoves me forward and I catch myself with my hands, barely noticing the pain in my side. Quin spreads my cheeks apart, watching himself push in and out of me with slower thrusts.
A low growl rumbles in his throat. “Mm. The way you stretch around me is like a dream.”
I drop my head and let his words roll over me. He runs his hand up my back before his fingers thread into my hair, yanking my head up.
“I wanna come deep in your ass. I want every drop of me to be inside you.”
“Oh yeah,” I moan in agreement.
“But first, I want my cock in your mouth.”
“Mmm. Okay.”
Quin pulls out, his fingers pressing into my asshole. I drop my torso to the mattress, arching my ass as high into the air as I can get it while he continues to play with me. I mewl like a baby animal, enjoying every second of his touch.
He gets caught up in the moment, putting a pause on getting his dick sucked, then I feel his tongue in my ass.
“Oh shit!” I cry.
His hands spread me apart and he tongues the hell out of my hole, licking and prodding. His tongue slips inside for a second before he pulls back and his finger replaces it. He takes his time switching between the magic of his mouth and hand, driving me crazy with need. My cock throbs and leaks, desperate for a release.
“Quin,” I breathe. “Baby. Oh fuck. It’s so good. So fucking good.”
He moans. “Don’t come.”
