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I drew in a deep breath and then slowly released it, relaxing beneath him. A gentle caress moved down my thigh—a reward. “Good girl. That’s it. You can let your body speak to me, baby. But I’ll make it so much better for you if you tell me with that pretty little voice.”
I opened my eyes. His face was right in front of mine, a patient look in his eyes.
He knew he was winning.
And I didn’t care anymore.
“What happens if I do, Sir?” I quietly asked him.
He released my braid and cupped the back of my neck. A soft sigh spilled from my lips at his warm, firm touch. It grounded me. My head silenced when he touched me like this.
“I can treat you like a queen, baby girl, or I can treat you like a dog.” A small smile twitched at my lips when I remembered yelling at him about treating me like a dog our first time together. Amusement rang in the depths of his eyes, too. He clearly hadn’t forgotten, and somehow, that warmed my soul. “I can show you a beautiful world between the red edge of pain and soft silk.”
“Red and silk,” I whispered. Why did that make so much sense to me?
He nodded, waiting patiently. God, it seemed like he had the patience of a fucking saint sometimes, but I knew he chose what he wanted to be patient for.
And he wanted my willing submission, the one thing he could not take from me.
He could break me into submission, sure. But he didn’t want that.
He had already taken my life, my heart. My soul was already becoming his.
Was I ready to give him the very last thing I could keep for myself?
“I want you, Sir,” I whispered.
He brushed his thumb along the side of my neck. “Such a good girl for me, Natalia.” He stood to his full height and gripped the edge of my panties, slowly sliding them down my legs. My breath hitched in my throat, the area between my legs throbbing when I heard him unfastening his belt buckle. “And from now on, unless we are in the club or you are in my playroom, I’m Rhett—not Sir. Clear?”
“Yes,” I whispered, my entire body thrumming, ready for him to take me.
He lightly swatted my ass, and I squeaked in surprise, rising up on my toes. He groaned. “Stay just like that, baby girl. Now, yes—what?”
“Yes, Rhett,” I breathed, staying on my toes for him, even though it sort of hurt.
He surged inside of me. I cried out in pure fucking bliss, my hands grasping at the white tablecloth. He growled my name, his hands grasping my hips as he pulled out and slammed back into me.
“Fuck, I was not prepared for how good you feel,” he snarled. He grasped my braid and wrapped it around his fist before yanking my head back. “Your cunt is so fucking tight and wet, baby girl. So goddamn wet. This all for me?”
“Yes,” I whimpered. “Need so—” I gasped when he hit a certain angle, making my entire body tingle, “bad.”
“Who do you belong to?” he growled. I moaned, my eyes rolling back in my head. He stopped right before I could come, and I sobbed, needing that release so fucking badly. “I asked you a question, Natalia.”
“You!” I screamed. “I fucking belong to you.”
He shoved two fingers in my mouth, his palm covering my nose. He yanked my head back, and my eyes nearly crossed from the strain. “Watch that dirty mouth of yours, Natalia, before I shove my cock in it and destroy your throat.”
I moaned, drool already gathering, getting ready to spill over my lips. I knew my teeth had to be hurting his fingers, but he didn’t move them. He just began thrusting into me again. The angle my body was at plus his bruising thrusts created a beautiful rush of pain mixed with pleasure, and my body began to heat again, surging toward that glowing, blinding rush of ecstasy.
Red and silk—just like he’d promised.
“God, I can feel you getting ready to come, baby girl. You going to soak my dick, baby?” he rasped in my ear before biting down on it, drawing blood. I screamed, choking on my saliva as I came, my vision turning black for a moment. My ears started ringing. Wetness pooled at my feet, soaking through my socks.
Rhett quickly pulled out of me and came on my ass, hot ropes of cum spilling on me. He eased my head down to the table a moment later and then removed his fingers from my mouth. I lay panting and gasping, my legs shaking. If Rhett moved, I was going to collapse to the floor in my own fluids. And I wasn’t sure if I had enough energy to give a fuck.
“Fuck, baby girl. Do you normally squirt like this?” he asked as he gently maneuvered me before lifting me into his arms.
I weakly shook my head, a yawn spilling from my lips as I weakly wrapped my arm around his shoulders. “What about breakfast?” I sleepily asked.
