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Her hands claw at the seats and then my hair, and when I suck on her clit, she explodes for me.
I thrust my tongue into her alongside my fingers to drink from her, and as she slumps back into her seat, I clean her up before sitting back. “That will tide you over until we get home.”
“What happens then?” she asks, her eyebrow arched.
“Then you’re mine,” I tell her.
She swallows hard, searching my eyes, but I see the lust in her gaze. Smirking, I sit back and wait, feeling her eyes roving over my body until we finally pull up outside.
I get out first, helping her out after me.
Lifting her into my arms, I carry her into the house and head straight upstairs. Once we’re in her room, I lower her to her feet where she’s safe from cameras or prying eyes.
“Take off your clothes, Miss Harrow.”
“Make me.” She tilts her chin up in challenge.
The outside world gets the strong rock star, but I get the bratty whore, and I love it.
“I said take your fucking clothes off, Reign,” I order, rolling my sleeves back. “Now.”
Meeting my eyes with that defiant tilt to her head, she reaches behind her back and drops the dress, leaving her in her black, sky-high heels and a red lace bra and thong. My mouth goes dry at the sight, and my cock twitches in my pants, making me forget who is in charge for a moment.
When she prowls over to me, swaying her hips, and runs her hand down my chest to grip my dick through my pants, I groan. “If I’m yours, Raffiel, then show me.” Squeezing me tightly, she steps backward, smirking all the way.
I advance on her, watching her eyes flare in desire as her breathing picks up. My little rock star likes to play, likes to be my prey, and that’s exactly what she is.
I’m a hunter, and I’m going to capture and breed her tonight until every inch of her drips with my essence.
“Run, little rock star, if you can,” I growl.
She turns and takes off, heading out into the hallway. I watch her go, slowly unbuckling my belt and wrapping it around my hands before storming after her. Each step is deliberate and loud so she can hear me coming. I hear her gasp and giggle and I follow the sound, hearing her heels tapping as she races down the hallway. Smirking, I stop behind a decorated bookcase and wait. A few minutes later, it’s clear she’s tired of waiting and she storms past me.
I silently step behind her and wrap the belt around her neck, tugging her back as she screams. It turns into a moan as I press her against the bookcase. Her hands hit the shelves, sending books tumbling to the floor as I tighten the belt. I run my nose across her neck, feeling her pulse as I lick up to her ear. “Caught you, Miss Harrow. Now you’re mine.” Kicking my foot between hers, I force her legs open wider. “Be a good girl and scream for me. Let all those cameras outside capture you being fucked hard by your bodyguard. Let them all imagine how you taste and feel and how you look when you come.”
“Fuck.” She pushes her ass back into my cock and grinds. “Make me, Raff, if you can.”
“So bratty,” I snark, then I tighten the belt until she gasps and wrap it around my fist. I hold her there as I slide my other hand up and pull on her thong, making her groan. I do it again, knowing it’s slapping against her cunt. Smirking, I slide my hand between her silken thighs, feeling the wet material clinging to her pretty pussy.
I rub the material into her clit as she moans, her heels almost falling off as she stands up, trying to relieve some pressure from her neck, but if she does, she loses the pressure on her pussy. Whimpering, she pushes down, choosing her pleasure and giving into my dominance.
“Good girl,” I coo, rubbing the sopping wet material into her clit, forcing her pleasure higher until she’s panting. I feel the heat rolling from her body as she winds her hips, her hand slapping against the bookcase and holding on. “You remember what I told you last time? Good girls get fucked, so come for me. Let me feel it, and then you’ll get my big cock like you want.”
Her head drops forward as she races for her release. I help her along, pinching her clit until she jerks.
Wave after wave of pleasure crashes through her as she cries out. I release the belt enough to hear it, all while rubbing her through her release until she slumps into the bookcase.
“I love the way you come, baby.” I pull my dripping fingers away. “Taste your surrender. Taste the pleasure only I can give you.”
Her lips wrap around my fingers and suck greedily, making my cock jerk. I can’t wait anymore. I kick her legs farther apart and snap her thong off, shoving it in my pocket as I push my pants down. Stroking my length, I press it against her pretty ass as she groans, sucking harder on my fingers. I pull them away and slide them down her body, tweaking her nipple behind the lacy material as she cries out.
Gliding my hand down over her hip, I tug her leg up and press the high-heeled foot into the third shelf up, opening her cunt for me. “Stay like that or I’ll stop,” I warn.
Her head presses to a shelf as I run my cock along her wet pussy.
“Look at the mess you made for me, Miss Harrow.”
“Raff,” she begs.
