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I need to maintain the control.
“Fuck!” Ava yells, jerking violently.
“Mouth.” The word is garbled, broken, and I clench my eyes closed, calling on some restraint. “Don’t move.”
She pants, forcing herself into stillness, mumbling my name.
“I know.” I breathe in and out, over and over, my hands on her hips absorbing her violent shakes. Or are those my shakes? Shit, I couldn’t tell you. She’s obeying me, keeping still, trying to please me, and that’s a stimulant I’ve never had. Women have always bent to my will. Always strived to please me. But now, with this woman—a woman who is so precious to me—it’s a whole new level of gratification.
“I can’t do this.” The distressed tone of her voice pulls at my heartstrings. Shecando this. Shewantsto do this, but, like me, she’s simply struggling with the formidable intensity, and we’ve just hit another level.
“You can do it, Ava,” I say softly. “Remember who you’re with.”Me.She’s with me. And I will move mountains to ensure she remains exactly here, stripping me of strength and sureness, but at the same time loading me with power and hope.
I press my lips together.I’m her god.
So let me take her to heaven.
I power forward, punching a glutaral scream from her. “What did I say you would do, Ava?” I drive into her again, and she goes limp, accepting me, breathy grunts leaving her on each assault of my hips. “Answer me.” I spank her, waking her up from her delirious daze.
“Scream,” she cries. “You said I would scream.”
I advance hard. “Are you screaming?”
“Yes!”
My head falls back, my fingers flexing, my spine stretching. But my eyes remain focused on her body, watching it absorb me, watching it roll and prepare for the next attack. Over and over. Hit after hit. Drive after drive. “Is that good, baby?” I smack her arse, relishing the glow. “Where do you live, Ava?” Let’s get to the whole fucking point of this exercise.
She mumbles and moans, her head turning into the covers, turning back out, her hands bunching in the cuffs, her hips rolling and retreating.
“Ava,” I bark, slamming forward again. “Where the fuck do you live? Don’t make me ask again.”
She screams into the bed, frustrated. “Here! I live here!”
“Damn fucking right you do.” She lived here before I slammed it out of her. She knew it. I knew it. Even the fucking concierge knew it. This is a game. A power play. I’m here for the win. I smack her right cheek again, feeling the sting on my palm, and then get ready to finish this, getting a firm hold of her and letting loose.
I watch as her shoulder blades close together, her face turning into the sheets, and I feel my shaft squeeze, impulsively trying to push back the onslaught of pleasure steaming forward.
Slap.
Pound.
Slap.
Pound.
I know the second she goes, her spine cracking violently, her scream thunderous. And with that, my body gives in, and I go with her. I bellow into thin air, unable to control my mouth, my body, my thoughts, as I mumble complete nonsense through my orgasm.
I’ll get her pregnant. Marry her. Confess all my sins and fall to my knees to beg for her mercy.
Wrong fucking order, bro.
I shake my head harshly, blinking away the haze and the voices.The cuffs.I reach down and flip one off before falling onto her, my hips circling of their own volition, working us down, settling my arms over hers, our bodies rolling as we breathe in unison. “Friends?” I ask, spreading light kisses across her nape before moving to her ear and giving it a little bite.
“Where did that come from?” she asks, having to take in air with each word she gasps.
“Tell me we’re friends,” I order quietly, and she sighs.
“We’re friends. Tell me where that came from.”
