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“Bastian,” I groaned as he slid in and out of my ass, his movements slow as he prepped me.
“Tell me what you want.”
“You. Oh, God, I want you.”
He sank his cock all the way, and my groan echoed up and down the halls.
My eyes darted from side to side, knowing his neighbors could hear my pleasure at this ridiculous hour and marveling at the fact that no one dared to enter the hall and cross Bastian.
I could practically feel their eyes peeking through the peepholes on their doors, their hands stroking themselves to the sight of us, watching Bastian’s relentless movements as his nails dug into my hips and his cock sank into my ass.
“Touch yourself.”
Hoarse. Rough. Gritted.
I could barely make out his words.
“What?” I breathed out through the haze.
“Three fingers. Inside your pussy. Now.”
“I—”
“Stroke my cock through your walls. Make me come.” I hesitated, and he growled, “Now.”
I braced the wall with one hand and slid my fingers inside me with the other, gasping out when I felt him through my walls.
Holy shit.
We moved together as my fingers hit my G-spot each time I stroked his cock as he thrust inside of my ass.
Buried in this hostility was our unspoken need. I didn’t know how it had happened, but I no longer loathed him.
I clenched around my fingers, and I knew he felt it from behind because he bit my shoulder. “Don’t you dare fucking come.”
I was so close, but I pushed the feeling aside. He had me obeying his every demand, giving him everything he asked of me and more. Like I belonged to him.
And perhaps my body did, because he fucked it like he owned it, until even I believed it.
“Come,” he demanded, and I let my body take over.
Traitor, the agent in me whispered as pleasure whipped a frenzy in my core, pebbling my nipples into disloyal peaks that brushed against the wall with each thrust.
Apate, I accused as my head fell back on Bastian’s shoulder, and my glazed eyes caught the security camera above us and I wondered if someone could see the pleasure on my face and the lies beneath my skin.
Ganymede, I hoped when the beginnings of an orgasm blurred my thoughts and I felt like I’d only be in his gravity and never my own.
Jupiter, I begged as he came inside me, marking me as his in a way that could never feel permanent enough.
I was no one and everyone at once.
A liar.
A con.
A traitor.
A distraction.
