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The fear of being controlled sent a thrill through me. My hips started rocking involuntarily. My pussy clenched around nothing. My body begged for more.

My eyes widened. Pain shot across my skin as he slapped my pussy. It was so sudden and harsh. Forcing me into the moment.

I’d never felt anything like it. It was like being electrified. Like nothing else mattered but waiting to see what he would do next.

“Say it.” He demanded as he slapped my pussy again. My clit throbbed at the harsh treatment. “Say you want it like this.”

“Please!” I screamed. “I want it. I want you.”

I moaned as he slapped me again, this time harder. Warmth spread under my skin, making me clench. Making me desperate.

Maybe I still felt like I needed to punish my body for the pain it had caused us. For failing to keep our baby alive.

Or maybe I just liked his strength. The thrill that raced through my veins as he used it on me. His restraint turned me on even more. Made my body tingle all over.

The fact that he could hurt me. He could make me bleed. Bruise me. Kill me, but he didn’t. Instead, he gave me the perfect amount of pain with my pleasure. Never going too far.

“Fuck you feel so good, nightling.” He rasped in my ear. His breath made me shiver as it ran down my spine. “So goddamn wet for me.”

“Touch me,” I demanded as he stroked gently. I wiggled my hips, trying to get him to slap me again. To push inside me. Anything to relieve the ache.

His hands dropped mine, falling to my neck again. My gasp died in my chest as he squeezed.

“Sluts don’t give orders. You’re going to take it how I give it to you.” I whimpered as he shoved his body into mine, smacking me against the wall. “And after, you’ll get on your knees and thank me for letting you come. Do you understand?”

I swallowed thickly as I nodded. It was more of a jerk because of his hold on my throat. My lips parted as his tongue came out, licking along my bottom one. “That’s my girl.”

I felt a spark inside at his words. I’d spent my whole life never wanting to take orders from a man. Hating the day my father would force me to marry, and I’d never be my own person again.

But with Adam, I didn’t mind. I wanted it. Trusted that he had my best interest in mind.

“Spread your legs.” He ordered as he used his feet to shove them apart.

My arousal dripped down my thighs as I obeyed his command, waiting for his touch. Cool air hit my heated skin, heightening my anticipation. My heart felt like it was beating between my legs, but he didn’t touch me there.

Instead, he trailed up my arm with his free hand. Goosebumps erupted on my skin as he brushed across my collarbone. I felt ready to explode as he used a single finger to trace along the hem of my tank top.

My nipples tightened as I arched my back. Begging with my body for him to touch me there. It was like every nerve ending was waking up. I became electrified as he teased me.

I couldn’t stop my gasp as his thumb flicked across my nipple. It was quick, barely even a touch. He smirked as he did it again, and the same whimper pushed up my throat. I took sharp, short breaths as he continued to torture me.

But it wasn’t just his touch that had me under a spell. It was him. The clear enjoyment he got out of teasing me. His blue eyes danced as he watched my expression. His cock was hard and thick, pressed into my hip. His own breathing was ragged as if this affected him as much as me.

“Cazzo.”I cursed as he suddenly pinched my nipple hard. My clit throbbed in response like he was hurting me there.

“You said you wanted rough.” I clung to his deep voice as he gave the same treatment to the other side. “Rough doesn’t just mean fast.”

I couldn’t respond. I felt like I was in a fog. In a dream. Like the only thing that mattered was him.

“Do you want me to stop?” I took my first full breath as he released my throat. It only made me feel dizzy. Intensified the sensations.

“No, please.” I grasped his biceps. My fingers dug into his muscles as I pulled him closer.

I smashed my mouth to his for no other reason than I wanted to. I wanted to feel his lips on mine. Taste him. I was frantic as I plunged my tongue into his mouth. Telling him without words that I didn’t want to stop.

My head hit the door as he broke the kiss. Giving him room as his lips trailed down my neck. I couldn’t stop my hips from rocking as he sucked my flesh. His teeth scraped along my skin until I knew there would be more bruises. More evidence of what he’d done to me.

Just when I felt like I was going to combust with need. That one brush of his skin on mine was going to make me come; he shoved three fingers inside me. His lips pressed into the pulse at my neck as I screamed.

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