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I lie and shake my head.
He rewards me by sliding two thick fingers into my pussy and I groan loudly as I coat him in a rush of slick heat. He spanks me as he finger-fucks me and pain and pleasure fight for control of my body. Just as pleasure is about to win out, he pulls his fingers out of me and I cry in frustration.
Then he leans over me, tracing his tongue over the shell of my ear. “You smell so fucking sweet,” he growls. “I’d eat your pussy right now if I didn’t think it would tip you over the edge.”
I try to beg him to have a little mercy on me, but my words are drowned by my damn panties.
“Because you’re on the edge, aren’t you, Jessie?”
“Hmm.” I nod.
“It’s a shame bad girls don’t deserve to come, isn’t it?” he laughs as he pushes back up.
Asshole!
“And you’re so desperate to come, aren’t you, Angel?” he says as he grabs hold of my hips, his fingertips digging into my soft flesh. “Because your cream is dripping down your thighs.”
His words alone stoke the growing fire in me and the ripples of pleasure roll through my body. When he pushes the tip of his cock against my entrance, I moan loudly through my makeshift gag.
“You want this?” he chuckles as he edges slightly further, stretching me open so painfully slowly.
“Hmm,” I whimper.
“Only good girls get my cock,” he whispers as he pulls out of me and I close my eyes, my body pulsing with need and frustration. “And you’re not my good girl, are you?”
If I could talk I would tell him that I am and I always will be. Instead, I lie in silence as the tears roll down my cheeks. Every part of my body craves his touch, but more than that, my heart and soul crave his approval.
He spanks my ass again and a rush of wetness sears between my thighs, making me moan softly. “Being spanked isn’t really a punishment for you, is it, Jessie?” he growls. “You love my hands on you, don’t you? You love my belt. And the flogger. Anything that turns this pretty ass red?” He lands another hard slap in exactly the same place as before and it makes me gasp for breath.
“Maybe I should just fuck this ass instead? Leave your pussy dripping while I come in your tight little hole?” he growls and my stomach muscles contract.
I mean I’d take him fucking me anywhere with anything right now. I hear a soft sucking sound just before he slides his thumb into my ass and my thighs tremble.
“You think you could come just from having your ass fucked?” he breathes as he works his thumb in and out of me. “Or you need this too?” he adds as he thrusts two fingers inside my pussy again and starts to fuck both of my holes until I feel like I’m about to pass out.
“Hmm, my girl needs both, right?” he says as pulls his fingers out of my pussy and the wet sucking sound reverberates around the room making my cheeks flush with heat. “You hear how wet you are for me?” he hisses.
I mumble incoherently because even if my mouth wasn’t full of crotchless panties, I can barely form a rational thought. When he pushes the tip of his cock into me again, my knees buckle and I fall flat to the mattress, my entire body trembling with the need for release that he withholds.
“We’re not done, Angel.” He chuckles darkly as he grabs my hips and lifts me back up onto shaky knees.
I don’t know how much more I can take and as he rubs a warm hand over my ass cheeks, I brace myself for another spanking on my poor throbbing ass, but he grabs my ankles and flips me over instead, until I’m lying on my back, with my wrists still bound behind me.
To my relief, he pulls my panties out of my mouth and I suck in a deep breath.
“You have any idea how much I need to be inside you all the fucking time?” he growls as he crawls on top of me, wrapping one hand around my throat as he pins one of my thighs flat to the bed with the other. His hard cock nudges at my opening and wet heat surges between my thighs.
“Yes,” I croak.
“No you don’t, Jessie, because if you did, you wouldn’t have teased me like that in Shane’s office. You would know how dangerous it is to rile me up like that.”
“I…” I start to speak but he drives into me so hard that he steals the breath from my lungs and all I can do is gasp for air.
“You never keep this body from me, you got that?” he grunts as he drives into me again, fucking me so hard I feel like I’m going to slip into unconsciousness. “You are mine!”
“Yes.” I gasp out the word as I wrap my legs around him, trying to pull him closer and deeper even as I know it’s not possible because there is not even a millimeter of space between us. He bites my neck and shoulders, causing the blood to bloom beneath my skin. These aren’t the tiny, delicious bites I’m used to. They are hard. Feral. Driven by his need to mark me as his own.
“You’re mine too. You got that?” I gasp, because he doesn’t get to be the only possessive one here.
