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“Ready to finish this?” I check.
She bites her lip and resumes her position, bent, my hands around her wrists. She’s not about to tell me yes, but at least she’s showing it, loud and clear.
My hand returns around her neck, and I almost empty myself, just from the way her walls grip me. This time, she takes a deep breath before I lower her under the surface.
And then she resumes her thrashing, and I fuck her while drowning her, keeping her head under water. There’s no stopping myself. I ram her hard and fast. I can tell we have a captive audience, everyone in the atrium completely riveted. It only serves to make me wilder, faster.
I let her head up so she breathes for only a few seconds, plunging her down again, and barreling into her.
I feel it the moment she comes around me, choking my cock so hard I have no choice but to let go, filling her cunt with a pained growl.
Holy shit.
I lift her neck back up and stroke her head, her hair, her throat. “You’re okay,” I say, more to myself than her. “You’re good.”
She looks out of it, like one would at three in the morning after a wild night out. I know part of it is the sauna, but what we did knocked her out. She’s jelly in my arms: I’m carrying her and I’m fairly certain she’d fall without me.
I’m going to hell for liking her like this. Lost in me.
“I’m great,” she drawls, fully letting herself collapse on my chest.
I drag her back to the seat and stare, completely stunned by this side I never expected to see from her.
Pure, complete, voluntary submission. She’s nothing but a puppet on strings, letting me push and pull her as I want. And she’s happy about it.
I can’t help myself. I bring my mouth to hers andclaimher. Though languorous, she answers in kind, responding to my kiss like, she too, couldn’t bear another moment without it.
She doesn’t know it, but that’s it. There’s no going back. Sarah Andrews has irredeemably branded herself as mine.
59
SARAH
After the insane sex in the bubble bath, we return to the oven attempting to slowly roast us to death. Then we both got massaged by two hot, naked, tiny women with hands strong enough to bend metal.
Between that and the orgasms, I’m fairly certain I’ve never felt more relaxed. I don’t even recall the moment between leaving the massage room and getting to the changing room, half dazed.
Naturally, Marius ruins it.
“While we’re nice and compliant, there’s something I’d like to talk about,” he tells me.
“I knew it,” I snort, not even mad. Mad would require having energy. I feel boneless. “I knew you were buttering me up with the food and the spa. What do you want? Anal?” I hazard.
“No, yet I find it fascinating that your mind went there. Do you like it in the ass, Sarah?”
I flush. Shit, I should keep my mouth shut. “Wouldn’t know. Never tried.”
Whenever Brandon used to try to slip his cock in there, I’d clamp as hard as I could to stop him, and he always gave up.
He also hit me for it, but I didn’t care by that point. What’s a few more punches when you’re already black and blue?
“But every guy wants anal, right?”I press.
All those I know have either mentioned it or tried it.
He pulls his shirt over his sculpted chest, sadly. That guy’s ridiculously pretty.
“When I want it, I’ll take it, sweetness.” He says it without so much as a hint of shame or apology. “But no, as fascinating as your various orifices are, I actually wanted to broach another subject altogether.”
