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Finally, finally, I’m not being treated like a china doll. Finally, I’ve found someone who isn’t afraid to bend me over and fuck me into next Tuesday and spank me even further.
I cry out when I feel him hit the end of me. He stops abruptly, grabbing the back of my hair and yanking my head up. I didn’t realize that it had dropped, that I wasn’t looking in the mirror anymore.
“Look.” Short. Sharp. Demanding.
My cheeks are flushed red, my eyes shining with building pleasure, my lips swollen and parted. My chest is heaving, and I can even see the tremble of my knees.
“Good girl.”
He fucks me again, slower this time but just as deep. After releasing my hair, he brings one hand round my body. He squeezes one of my breasts then drops his hand to my pussy.
“Watch in the mirror. Watch as I play with your clit and bring you to a second orgasm you’ll be denied.”
I gasp. His fingers brush my clit, a movement I see and feel. Every rub of my clit is in time with his cock stroking inside me. Every one is perfectly synced, meant to tease me and push me even further.
Heat floods my body. My muscles tighten. Everything in me is ready for the sweet release of the pressure balled deep inside me.
Until he lets me go once more. His hand drops from my clit, his cock leaves my channel, and his fingers fall from my hip.
And I’m standing here, naked, panting, desperate.
Craving.
Tyler touches his lips to the base of my spine. He kisses up my back until his cock nudges my opening once more.
With his hands on my hips, his cock pushing inside me, and his breath across my skin, I whisper, “Please.”
“Please what? You want me to fuck you? Spank you? Make you come?”
“All of them.”
“You don’t control this, Liv.”
“I’m not trying to control it, but you never said I couldn’t beg.”
His eyes meet mine in the mirror. “I quite like it when you beg.”
“Please,” I repeat. I finish on a moan when he fills me entirely.
He doesn’t respond again. But his eyes stay on mine as he moves inside me. Long, slow, hard, fast, gentle, rough. He varies, holding on for a ridiculous amount of time, teasing me until I’m wound so tight that I know I’ll explode.
“Look at you. Not me. At you.” His fingers circle my clit. “Watch as you come.”
One roll of my throbbing clit is all it takes.
I scream, actually scream, as pleasure overrides every sensation in my body. Blinding me, overwhelming me. My hands fall with the intensity, and Tyler holds me to him—a fact I’m vaguely aware of.
My legs are shaking. My heart is thumping. My blood is rushing through my ears, deafening me to the point where I barely hear Tyler’s orgasm follow.
I can’t do a thing but surrender yet again to him. To the flood of insanity filling my body and trembling my limbs.
Slowly it subsides, and I come back down from the crazy high. Tyler’s arms are wrapped tightly around me and his face is buried in the side of my neck. The tie is gone—my hands are free. I crook one arm round and sink my fingers into his hair, wanting to hold him, too.
Needing to hold him.
I need to hold him. I need him to hold me. I need him.
The revelation shakes me.
