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He’s brutal with me as he promised and I love it. I love every sordid, rough moment. The feel of his angry fingers in my hair and on my hip. The way I stretch around him. The way he pounds into me. I’m going to be so sore tomorrow.
“Rogue.” I hear myself moan his name breathily, the experience an out of body one.
His mouth comes up to my ear, his lips and breath hot on my flesh as he grunts out filthy words.
“Do you hear that? You’re fucking soaked for me.”
My face burns as I realize the only noise in the room other than our moans is the sound of his hips slapping against my wet center.
The realization makes me flex inadvertently, my walls squeezing around him.
“Fuck. Like that.” He tilts my head to the side and bites my neck where his previous hickeys are. I squeal and tighten around him again. “If I didn’t know any better, I’d think you love it when I treat you like this.”
“I d-do.” There’s a slight tremor in my words. I don’t know if it’s due to emotion or the fact that he’s hammering into me so hard it’s causing a stutter.
“You do, hmm?” His voice is darkly fascinated. Pleased.
“I want you to show me every side of you.” I say on a groan.
He pauses and for a moment I’m afraid I’ve said the wrong thing. But then he flips me so that I’m on my back looking up at him.
I try to touch him again, but he grabs both my wrists and pins them above my head. He reaches for his discarded belt and wraps it around my hands, never faltering in the pounding rhythm of his hips into me as he ties them together.
“Keep your hands above your head.”
I do as he says, and his gaze falls between my legs, his eyes fixed on the place where we’re joined. He pulses into me as his thumb brushes against my clit.
“Yes, like that.” I moan.
“You like that?”
“Yes.” He can feel how I squeeze him, the added wetness pooling around him. He knows my body is loving this.
The moment I speak, he stops. His hips still, his hands falling away from my clit. I try to grind my pussy down on him, but he keeps me pinned away from him, so that I can’t rub my clit against his body.
“What are you doing?” I ask him desperately.
He says nothing, just pulls his hips back excruciatingly slowly until only the crown stays inside me.
“No, stop.” My hands come down to try to grab him, but he pins them back above me, his body hovering over me in the process.
He powers his hips forward until he bottoms out again, and my mouth falls in a small ‘o’. His gaze roams over my face, taking in my lustful expression as his eyes turn black. He slams into me again, his thrust so powerful he shunts me up the mattress.
It hurts so good. He’s torturing me, my orgasm within reach then edging away, approaching and then being ripped away again. I’m losing my mind, shaking my head to the side incoherently. He grips my jaw, his other hand still pinning my wrists above my head.
“Tell me.” He grunts out savagely.
I know he won’t let me come until I give him what he wants. He always wins, even in this. I stare up into his face, our eye contact the most intense it’s been yet. I feel like I can see into his soul, see parts of him I haven’t seen before.
“Say the words.”
It feels like a confession when the words come out. ”He won’t touch me.” I lift my head slightly and lick the seam of his lips. “I sleep only in your bed.” I whisper.
Dark, gleaming satisfaction fires into his gaze. His mouth comes down on mine and I suck his tongue between my lips, moaning against him as I do. His hand frees my wrist, grabs one of my legs and throws it over his arm. The angle is impossible, his dick curving and hitting a spot inside me that has me seeing stars. He pinches my nipple with one hand and punishes my clit mercilessly with the other as he drives into me with powerful thrusts.
My bound hands come down around his neck to hold him against me as he kisses me through my explosive release. His thrusts never stop or slow as he extends the wave of my orgasm for what feels like an endless amount of time before I feel his muscles tense and give way to his own climax.
He falls on top of me, weightless, as he grunts against my throat.
