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Even though she gives herself to me, it’s not all of her, not even close. I get the feeling she keeps the best part to herself.
I stare at her mouth again, wishing I could part her lips with my tongue, kiss her with as much hatred as I do in the way we’re fucking now.
My body grinds against hers, my dick filling her.
“Damn it, Blue. What the hell are you doing to me?”
From my thrusts, her back shoves up the wooden stage and I hope she’s not getting splinters.
“I need … For fuck’s sake, Damon…”
Pressing a finger to her mouth, I slow my thrusts to toy with her.
“I know what you need. And I get to choose when you get it.”
She bares her teeth at me, and a storm erupts inside. Memories again, but not the ones that haunt me.
I want to possess you. Own you. Treat you like a toy I bat around for the fun of it. And I can’t figure out why.
I’m owning her now, possessing her entirely.
The way our bodies grind together punishes her clit. I claim hold of one of her perfect tits, pulling one up so I can wrap my mouth over the tip. When my teeth scrape the nipple, she trembles, her legs wrapping around me so tight, it’s painful around my ribs.
“Tell me who owns your pussy, Blue.”
She opens her eyes again. “You own nothing.”
On that she’s got me.
Not until she gives me her mouth.
One day, I’ll own that, too.
I stop thrusting and a whine falls over her lips.
“Please…just…Please.”
Pressing my mouth to her ear, I gently bite the lobe before whispering.
“Tell me and I’ll give you what you want.”
“Why just my pussy?” Why not me?”
My gaze drops to her mouth. “Can I kiss you, Blue?”
“Hell no,” she bites out.
Blue is so damn close to an orgasm that her body jerks beneath me, her hips lifting and dropping as she attempts to take that pleasure for herself. I pull away farther, just the tip of my cock teasing the outer muscles of her pussy.
“You’re a son of a bitch! You know that?”
Softly, I laugh. “So, I’ve heard. Glad we’ve got that covered. Now tell me what I own, and I’ll give you exactly what you want.”
Her head rolls over the stage and she breathes out, “Fine. You own my pussy.”
“Good girl.”
I start thrusting again, a punishing depth, a hard and fast rhythm.
