Page 92 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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She whimpers, her hands clawing at my shoulders. But she still doesn’t come, despite her entire body shaking in desperate need.

“Fuck!” The frustration in her voice fills the space around us, bouncing off the walls.

“You need to be quiet.”

“Fuck you.” She quivers, weaving her fingers through my hair and yanking at the strands.

I let go of one of her thighs and clamp my hand over her mouth. Her eyes flare as I pump up inside her, muffling her responding curse.

“So fucking noisy when you’re waiting for my cum.”

She glares at me as I thrust hard.

“Here it is,baby,” I growl as my cock swells. “We both know you’ll come the second you feel it inside you.”

Relief flashes in her eyes.

Then she bites my hand, making me snatch it back with a hiss.

“Fuck—” Her words turn into a scream that I immediately muffle with a kiss, swallowing it down and groaning as I come deep inside her. Her entire body trembles as her pussy grips me like a vise, falling into a deep pulsating rhythm, clenching and releasing as she comes around me. Hard.

—you!” she cries.

“That’s it. Good girl. Good fucking girl.” I drag in a breath as I keep coming inside her, my eyes damn near rolling to the back of my head at how incredible she feels milking me.

I use my mouth to shield the rest of her cries until they abate into sated whimpers. Our kisses slow as her grip on my hair loosens, and her whimpers reduce until they’re no more than deep breaths.

She drops her head against the wall, her breasts rising and falling against my chest. “We did not just fuck in a club, Logan.”

I flex my cock inside her, making her bite her bottom lip. “We most definitely just fucked.” I kiss her neck one final time, groaning at how good she smells. Then I pull out and set her on her feet, tucking my dick back in my pants.

Her eyes caress my face as she smooths her dress down. “I need to use the bathroom.” She picks up her purse and walks off.

I follow, pulling her back the second she rounds the corner. My eyes drop to her thighs in her tight dress, and she presses them together.

“Open your legs,” I rasp.

“What?” She looks into my eyes as I protect her from view with my body. I slide my hand up the front of her dress, encouraging her thighs to part.

“You’ve got my cum inside you, Mads. And it makes me fucking crazy. You’re keeping it there.” I drag her soaked panties to one side and gather a stream of warm liquid up from her skin. Then I push it back up inside her with two fingers, swirling them around for good measure.

“Logan.” She grips onto my wrist.

I rub my fingers inside her, loving that she’s full of me. It’s everywhere, held inside her hot body.

“Smiles?” I groan.

“Yes,” she whispers breathlessly as I twist my fingers and make her gasp.

“I’ll be watching you for the rest of the night. And if you dance with anymore pricks, then I’ll be bringing you back down here to fuck you again. Until you accept who this pussy belongs to.”

She will fight back, I’m sure of it. But she must know by now that no matter how much she wants to fight this, to dismiss this… this is real. We are unavoidable. Inevitable.

Her eyes glint as I kiss her. “Pretend to hate me as much as you want. But at least admit you love my cum inside you, Mads.” I curl my fingers and a grunt leaves my chest at the feel of my wet heat inside her.

She moans. “Log—"

“What the fuck?!”

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