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My temperature rises to an alarming level and all I can do is burn in the intensity of Landon fucking King.
He strokes me roughly over my panties. “You know what I’ll do now?”
I shake my head.
“No? Well, let me clarify it for you. I’m going to fuck you, Mia. Hard. Like you’ve never been fucked before. I won’t go easy on you or stop when it becomes too much. Not even if you’re breaking and shattering to fucking pieces.”
My lips fall open. Why am I…so turned on by that?
He drags me so my upper back rests on the ledge, gathers the material in his hands and rips it so powerfully, my breath hitches. My panties and stockings fall in shreds, some still hanging off me, and the rest scattering on the ground.
I can’t help catching a glimpse of the fading sucking and bite marks he left on my inner thighs the last time he touched me. I might have looked at them in the mirror every day and stroked them every night.
My thoughts fly out the window as his fingers dig into my slippery folds. “Your greedy cunt is so wet for my cock. You’re going to let me use your hole like I used your mouth, aren’t you? You’ll writhe and moan and show me your erotic little face as I pound that defiance out of you, won’t you?”
My only reply is a muffled sound.
He slaps my pussy and my hips jerk. Ferocious tingles spread over my sensitive skin.
Still holding my waist, he makes quick work of unbuckling his pants and pulls out his very hard, very engorged cock. I’ve never seen him this aroused, to the point where the veins are turning purple and angry.
He slams me against him and releases my middle. My legs automatically wrap around his lithe waist so I don’t fall back into the bushes. The soles of my boots sink into the backs of his thighs as the railing digs into my spine.
Landon grabs my thigh and digs the pads of his fingers in the soft, sensitive flesh near my core. “You made the mistake of assuming that there are any other dicks on the table for you. I’ll teach you the valuable lesson that, as long as I breathe, you are only mine to chase. Mine to own. Mine to fuck.”
Why?
I want to ask, probe, reach beneath the metal armor that he wears as a sophisticated façade and tear it apart.
I want so much more, but I can’t say anything as he thrusts inside me. Resistance meets him and I sink my teeth in my bottom lip to not shriek.
Landon pulls out a little, then drives back in. “Your cunt is custom-made for me, little muse. Can you feel it choking my cock?”
More resistance greets him and he wraps his fingers around my throat, choking me until all I can see is his face. Looming, overpowering, and in complete control.
“Relax, Mia. It’s not like you’re a virgin.”
My inner walls crack and shatter into a thousand shreds. My lungs burn and my womb contracts in frightening intervals. I choke on a gasp as a warm liquid seeps between my thighs.
Landon’s pace finally slows down as he stares at the space between us. His eyes narrow on what I assume is my blood as his fingers tighten around my throat.
“Either you conveniently got your period now or you lied to me. Which one is it?”
I lift my chin even as the pain sears inside me. I need him to do something to stop this feeling.
“You’re a virgin?” His voice sounds darkened and distorted in my ringing ears.
I sink my nails into his hand that’s around my throat and squeeze.
“Finish what you started, you fucking bastard,” my eyes communicate, and although he can’t possibly understand that, a sadistic light shines on his brutally beautiful face.
In a flash, he gathers me in his arms and I grab onto him as he kicks off his shoes, pants, and boxer briefs.
Then, while still inside me, he walks inside the studio. He does it effortlessly, as if I weigh nothing, his powerful steps eating up the distance in no time.
While carrying me, he pulls down my dress’s zipper and I help him push it over my head, then the bra follows right after.
My nipples brush against his shirt and I suppress a groan of pleasure. Despite the pain throbbing between my legs, I can’t deny the attraction that beats deep inside me.
