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My hair twisted in all directions from my jerks, and breathing became a struggle. Panic rose from the constricting feeling of captivity and helplessness.
Lucca never eased with each thrash. Instead, his cruelty lingered, drawing out the fight and enjoying its pull. I waited for the fright to come while his hand gripped my neck and the other held onto my wrists.
But fear didn’t show because I was sick.I had to be.
I stopped fighting, stopped thrashing, and peered through the strands of hair over my face, searching for his deep bourbon gaze.
“Are you done fighting?”
I shook my headno.
A cruel smile formed on his full lips.
“Then why stop?”
I realized I enjoyed how easily you overpowered me. How I was bare and vulnerable beneath you with no escape and craved it. Because now I know I want to be under your mercy.
Fucking sick.
“Areyoudone?” I asked instead.
This time, it was he who shook his headno, with a hunting smile.
Lucca positioned his legs between mine until they were spread open for him. His eyes calculated me as he slowly removed most of his weight from me. When he felt it was safe, Lucca freed my wrist from his grip. Then his lips crashed onto mine, and my fiery body clung on for more.
His teeth bit, pulled, and stung my lips raw while his hands mirrored his desire for my body. When he pulled away, I pushed back for more, wanting his lips back and his touch claiming my skin.
Lucca only allowed it briefly because he was the one who could claim, not the one to be claimed.
Gripping my leg, he spun our bodies until we rolled. His strength shuffled me with ease, and I gasped, staring down at him in surprise.
Lucca may have been below me, but I had no power as he quickly grabbed my ass, lifting it up and jerking it near his face. He pulled my bottom down, and I lost my balance when my pussy met his eager mouth.
“Lucca!” I gasped, arms out and fingertips clutching onto the headrest.
I was so sensitive, and his tongue had no pity for its assault. Untamed, Lucca devoured me as if he hadn’t had enough the first time. There was no room for pain, only pleasure, as he dictated the speed of my hips by his hands and the force of his mouth.
My attempts to keep up with the pace became a punishment that I could not endure. With my eyes closed and my head back, I cried out, shaking from the pressure I couldn’t control. I couldn’t take it anymore. It was too much, and yet he seemed to have just started.
“Lucca, please,” I begged.
My plea was answered with a muffled chuckle.
“Lucca, I can’t.”
I’d tried again believing my words, attempting to move away. Instead, he managed to gain a stronger grip and long laps with his tongue.
I reached for his head and hair and pulled back. Annoyed eyes shot up at mine. Lucca ran tongue over his wet and parted lips.
“That will cost you.”
“I can’t.” I shook my head between my pants and ran my nails slowly over his scalp.
He closed his eyes briefly, enjoying the feeling. I did it again, but his eyes shot open.
“You will.”
Lucca slipped from my hands, and his tongue connected to my bud.
