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Gray pulls back. “Fuck’s right, Princess. First, I’m going to make you come on my hand, then on my cock. And you’re going to take it, aren’t you?”
I nod, beyond words, as he curls his fingers deep inside me, teasingly grazing that sweet spot deep inside me. Throwing my head back against the wall, I moan into the empty hallway. His dominating words and rough handling like a form of foreplay with a direct line to my cunt that’s aching for him.
“Y-yes,” I cry out, both in answer to his question and the way he’s working me, playing my body like it’s an instrument he’s spent years learning to master.
He picks up the pace, pistoning his fingers in and out of me, grinding the heel of his hand against my achingclit. My legs begin to shake, and my orgasm is so close I can practically taste it. Yet, it refuses to claim me.
“I can’t,” I huff in frustration. “I’m too fucking broken.” The last part comes out as a sob.
Gray tightens his hold on my throat and rips his lips from mine. “Broken or not, Princess,” he growls. “You’re mine. Your body is fucking mine. And if I want you to come, you have no choice but to obey. Isn’t that right?”
“I can’t,” I repeat when my body still isn’t getting the memo.
He lets go of me and jerks his pants open with rough movements, pushing them all the way down until they’re pooling at his feet. The next thing to go is his shirt. Then he unzips my hoodie and throws it over his shoulder.
“We’re not leaving this hallway until you come, Princess. And I have all fucking day.”
I blink in confusion until I remember it’s early in the morning. Despite the falseness of his words, I know he means them. He’ll stay between my legs until I come, shirking his duties as Prez, until he’s conquered this obstacle.
Reaching out, I wrap my hand around his hard shaft, tugging until he shifts closer. “Then show me what you can do with that magnificent cock,” I purr. “Make my body remember its master.”
The answering growl ripped from his throat can only be described as feral. “Oh, I fucking will.”
He lowers to his knees and I think he’s going to eat me out, but instead he lifts each leg and gently removes my shoes so he can get rid of my pants altogether. Then he lifts me up, bracing me against the wall.
“Tell me to fuck you,” he says, his tone filled with gravel.
I brace my hands on his shoulders and look right into his eyes. “Fuck me, Gray,” I pant.
He rubs his head against my wet opening, slicking the tip before he eases inside me. We don’t look away as my body slowly lets him in, and I let him see everything I feel play out like a movie on my face. The anticipation, surprise, apprehension, and my complete need for him.
We’re both panting by the time he finally bottoms out, and I angle my hips. Being like this with Gray is like riding a bike. My body remembers the smallest adjustments needed to make it better.
“Oh, God,” I moan when he slowly pulls almost all the way out before slamming back into me. “Yes. Just like that.” My inner walls flutter around him, attempting to get him farther inside.
“Princess,” Gray groans. “So fucking good.”
He picks up the pace, thrusting into me like we’re rushing to the finish line, and it’s exactly what I need. With no time to think, my body is primed for release and it feels like mere minutes passing before my pussy clamps down on him.
“Yes. Yes. That’s it. Gray. Yes,” I chant, repeating the words over and over as a violent orgasm tears through me, making tears pool in my eyes. “Fuck. I… I… Gray—”
Gray silences me with his lips, swallowing my moans, greedily drinking down my pleasure as I come on his cock.
Tears form in my eyes, falling down my cheeks. Relief that we can still have sex, that I’m not broken beyond repair, makes the moment even more poignant.
“See,” Gray rasps, tilting his head to the side. “You’re not broken. You’re simply mine, and your body just needs to be reminded of that.”
I half laugh and half sob because saying something like that is so like him. He’s not wrong. But it’s so uniquely him to simplify things that way. Just like it’s typical for me to overthink it.
“I love you so much,” I say. “It’s you and me to the end.” As if to punctuate the words, I tighten my cunt around him.
With a growl, he slams into me over and over, seeking his own release. “To the fucking end and beyond,” he groans as he shoots hot spurts of cum into me.
He rests his forehead against mine, closing his eyes, and I do the same, wanting to savor this moment. I don’t even care that we don’t have a modicum of privacy since anyone could walk by. Though Cain’s smart enough to make sure no one disturbs us.
Gray sets me down once our breathing is back under control. “I’m still furious with you,” he says, giving me a crooked smile as he pulls his pants back up and fastens them.
“Of course you are,” I mutter, rolling my eyes as I reach for my panties.
