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My naked body does, too.
Was I teasing him? Later, I’ll admit that I was. For all his big talk about owning my pussy and wanting to fuck my hair wild, he hasn’t made another move since I started sleeping in his bed. Up until dinner, I began to wonder if he somehow lost his attraction to me. Showing off my naked body was a surefire way to make sure he didn’t.
And, boy, does it work.
I’m naked. Burns has pulled off his shirt and his shoes, sitting there in only his jeans. His hand rests lightly on his cock, highlighting the erection he isn’t even trying to hide.
“You keep walking around like that, I can’t be responsible for what I do to you.”
I give him a mischievous grin. “You said you’d never force me.”
He wipes his mouth with the back of his hand. “Did say that, didn’t I?”
“You said you’d wait for me to beg you to fuck me if you had to.”
He gulps. “Sounds like me.”
I lean in, making sure my tits brush against his bare chest. “You said you’d fuck my hair wild.”
“Angel… you’re playing with fire. You know that, right.”
“No,” I say earnestly, grabbing his cock. “I’m playing with Burns. Only I’m not playing.” I squeeze. “I’m begging.”
So, yeah. I know exactly what I was doing. Because after that? There was no going back.
One second, I’ve got my hand on his cock. The next? His pants are going flying, his big body pushing mine back against the bed.
“Once I get inside of you, forget any ideas of ever escaping me. You’re mine. You’ll always be mine. Understand?”
He says that like I have a choice. With him, there isn’t any.
For weeks he’s told me that I want him. Right now, panting beneath him, his weight comforting me in a way that surprises me, Ido.
But I have to ask first. “Aren’t you going to grab a condom?”
I might have accepted that sex with my captor—with Burns—has always been inevitable, that though I haven’t quite given up on the idea that I could return to my old life one day, that I wasn’t walking away without finding out what it would be like to be utterly possessed by Mason Burns if only just once… but I’ve never slept with anyone without a condom before. It’s a level of trust, vulnerability, and intimacy I’ve never had with another soul.
I should’ve known better. When Burns says he owns me, he means it.
“You’re going to take every drop of my come like a good girl with nothing between us. You understand me, angel? Now say ‘yes, officer’.”
I have half a mind to kick him in the ass and shove him off of me. But the other half… the deranged, perverted half that’s fantasized over this moment far more than it ever should have… takes control as I murmur throatily, “Yes, officer.”
He told me I would beg. He told me that, no matter what, he wasn’t going to stop until he got to fuck me.
What he didn’t tell me? Was that all it would take is a simple ‘yes’.
The second I say it, he grips his cock by the base and presses it to the entrance of my pussy. I’m so wet, he slides a little, but Burns is nothing if not determined. He readjusts himself, shoving with enough force to get the first couple of inches inside of me before I let out a soft coo.
“You doing okay, angel?”
I haven’t been fucked in more than five years. Burns’s fingers might have stretched me a little when he finger-banged me, but two fingers versus his thick dick? Yeah… it takes me a second to get used to the intrusion.
“If you’d rather wait… or foreplay. Let me give you head—”
“No.” He’s already lodged inside of me. “Keep going. I… I can take it.”
He doesn’t look so sure. Then again, there’s no denying he wants this terribly. Unless I tell him to ‘stop’, he’s not going to.
