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He grumbles as I press kisses between his shoulder blades. I don’t know why he’s acting all virtuous. He fucked me against the wall in the shower this morning. And he showed no mercy while he thrust into me so deeply that he made me come three times before he finally let himself explode inside me.
I can still feel him, making my panties wetter as my body slowly releases what he left inside me.
“You need to rest your shoulder. You can’t lie on it or press up against it.”
“Then get behind me,” I whisper, snaking my hands up over his pecs and then running my nails down his abs.
He sucks in a sharp breath, tensing. I love the effect I have on him. I’ve gone from only really knowing my own body since meeting him, to being this insatiable sex-addict who can’t get enough of him. I want to touch him all the time. Feel him. Kiss him. Have him inside me.
“Please,” I purr, dropping a hand to palm his rock-hard cock through his jeans.
A low growl leaves his chest as he spins and grabs me around the neck, smashing his lips to mine. He walks me backward toward the bench, his other hand unfastening his jeans on the way.
“Why can’t I say no to you?” he grumbles.
“Because you don’t want to,” I breathe against his lips.
His eyes darken and he squeezes my neck enough to send a buzz of electricity racing through my veins as he curses. Then he kisses me, his tongue seeking mine. My body softens, sinking into him, completely under his control.
“You want it, huh? You want this?” He pulls his cock out, which is hard, and glistening with pre-cum. His piercing catches the light and glints.
I lick my lips. “Yes.”
“You want me to fuck you? Fill you with my cock? Make you come all over it?” He turns my head and groans into my neck as I reach out and stroke him up and down, spreading the wetness around his tip.
“Yes, please,” I whimper as he sucks my neck.
“Then turn the fuck around and spread those pretty legs.”
I scrabble to do what he says, resting both palms on the top of the bench, my body tingling with anticipation. I arch my back, pushing my ass toward him.
“You might be a good girl,” he says, lifting my skirt and squeezing one of my ass cheeks hard until my skin stings. “But you love me fucking you like a slut too, don’t you?”
I cry out as he holds the back of my head and pushes it down until my cheek is squashed against the cool surface of the bench. Then he rips my panties to the side and slams inside me. His other hand grasps my hip and holds me still while he presses as deep as he can, hissing, as I stretch around him.
He pauses, buried to the hilt. Then he starts moving at his own determined rhythm.
I cry out with each hit he delivers. Punishing, hard fucks, which have my toes dancing against the tiled floor, and my pussy dripping for him.
Dax owns it all. I couldn’t possibly pick how I like it with him best. Slow, hard, fast, soft. Sex with him is an adventure I never want to end.
“You love it, don’t you?” he grunts as he fills me to perfection.
I pant as my orgasm builds. “Uh-huh.”
“Words, Rose.” My ass stings as he slaps it and then drives down, fucking me harder. He lets go of my head and grips onto my other hip so he can really push himself deep.
I twist to look at him over my shoulder. His eyes slide from mine to my new tattoo and back again.
“Fuck. You’re mine, Sunbeam. Fucking mine.”
We hold each other’s eyes as he pumps into me, and I pant with my mouth open. Then he looks at my tattoo again, and something dark and possessive fills his eyes.
Something primal.
“Fuck.”
He snaps his eyes back to mine and comes hard, growling my name like he needs it to exist.
