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You’re young and scared, and you need somebody to protect you. I’m going to do that, and I know part of it is you feeling comfortable. Well, here I am, Katy. Trust me.
I let out a shuddering noise. I’m pressing my legs together so tightly now, the muscles in my inner thighs flexing hard, throbbing almost painfully. The insane urge to shove my hand down my pants, and rub at my clit, strikes me hard. I almost do it. I text instead.
Can you give me your name? Or is that against the rules?
I make the rules. My name is Sam.
Sam makes the rules. The tingling gets even more intense as I try to ignore it and not think about what sort of rules Sam would make for me.
Yet it’s impossible not to think about that. My life has been one of trying to impose rules… on myself, Mom, and the world around us. It’s been chaos for as long as I can remember. So having somebody else, somebody confident and capable, impose them on me…
A chord of lust pulses through me as I imagine his voice, husky and intense in my fantasy. “When I tell you, you strip off your clothes, Katy. I want to see every inch of your body. Push your tits together for me. Bend over and look at me the whole time with your pretty eyes.”
The last part has me almost panting in desire. I don’t just want him to boss me around. I want to know I have power over him, too. I want to excite him so much that it’s like I’m in control. He’s unable to laugh at my concerns, wave me away, or act like I don’t exist or matter. He wants me too much for that… in my fantasy.
My mind skips ahead anyway. Now, he’s not just giving me intimate commands. “When I get on one knee and ask you the most important question of our lives, you say yes, Katy. You don’t hesitate. You don’t even contemplate saying no. You and I, we’re forever. So you better act like it.”
I close my eyes tightly, trying to push away these ridiculous thoughts. Before, I assumed I was good at controlling my desires for a regular life, hobbies, and boyfriends. Maybe I never actually wanted anything before, but now I do. I want it so badly it hurts. I want Sam, even if I shouldn’t.
CHAPTER 4
Sam
This is very unusual, but I want to propose something. Become my woman. I can see what a perfect mother you’d make with those wide, perfect hips. I can see the excitement in your eyes. I can see how fertile you are, how hungry your young body is to take every drop of my seed. Become my woman and…
I’m losing my mind. I leave the armory, set the lock, and let my phone drop to the carpet. Jackal walks over and sniffs it, then looks up at me. There’s concern in his clever eyes. He’s wondering if I’m losing it, and I am—no wondering required. My head is in a haze.
Shit, did the message send when I dropped the phone? Quickly, I pick it up and delete the message. It’s one thing to send a stranger a photo of me in my goddamn armory, another to proclaim all this.
She’d say no, obviously. She doesn’t know me. I’m a hired gun. Or worse, she’d let her fear and love of her mother make her say yes. She’d do things she didn’t want to just because she wants my help. Humor the madman who wants to get her pregnant, then run when the Bratva are dealt with. I don’t want any quid pro quo with her. I’ve got to deal with these fuckers tonight.
You won’t hear from me again until you need to, I quickly text, then walk into my bedroom. I mean to go to the walk-in closet and get dressed, but I end up on the bed, my phone in one hand and my rock-hard dick in the other.
I’m growling and shuddering as I stare at her photo, her breasts made shapelier by how she holds her ID, raising one arm. I can imagine sinking my hands into those hips, sliding underneath her jeans, skin on skin. There’s so much of her to grab, juicy as fuck, thick as…
My cock starts to burn so intensely as I drift into the fantasy. I’m stroking hard, spreading precome from my end to my base and back again, but imagining it’s her slickness, her soppy young, eager pussy drenching my cock. She knows it’s what she has to do for me, her man, the only man she’ll ever need. If another man touches her… I sink deeper into the fantasy until it’s like I’m there.
“Your pussy belongs to me,” I growl, taking her with me on top, her breasts bouncing, my cock between her plump, sexy legs. “Your body is mine. Say it as you come. Moan it. Then beg me to explode in your tight fuck hole.”
