Chapter 16 #2
The draw to her was too intense, the need unfathomable. I’d wanted to honor her wishes. Doing so had been my full intention, but being this close, the desire had become uncontrollable. I pressed my wet hand across her forehead, twisting my body until I was able to crush my mouth over hers.
She gripped my arm, her body stiffening at first. With her fingers digging in, I had a terrible feeling I’d crossed a line that couldn’t be reversed. And that didn’t bother me in the least. My hunger knew no bounds and there was no chance of keeping me from taking what I wanted.
I was no longer interested in being tender.
That had never been in my nature, but with her, I’d experienced a handful of different aspects of the passion dwelling within.
More prevalent than the simple carnal need of devouring her was protecting her.
I didn’t care if Randy had been a good old boy with a healthy desire. She deserved much better in her life.
And by God, I planned on providing it.
Long after I ravished every inch of her.
While the kiss was powerful, stroking my dominance the way I was doing with her tongue, the intensity of my yearnings was already out of control.
She clung to me, wrapping one arm around my neck. I dragged her off the bench, pulling her to her feet. She twisted until she was facing me, both arms wrapped around me. Soon, we’d both be covered in clay and I certainly didn’t mind.
As soon as I pulled our lips apart, she licked hers, the soft moan a sweet rhapsody.
I dragged my knuckle from one side of her jaw to the other, marveling in the softness of her skin.
While I’d love to spend additional time exploring every inch, the pinch of my dick against my trousers was something I couldn’t ignore.
With my hand firmly wrapped around her neck, I tilted her head, dragging my tongue across her jaw, nipping her earlobe before whispering my intentions into her ear.
“I’m going to defile every inch of you. I’m going to make you hot and sweaty, begging for more as you scream out my name.
When I’m finished, I’ll start again. And again.
Until you’re left spent and satisfied, covered in my cum yet hungry for more.
” As I pulled my head away, I felt another rush of pressure between my legs.
Her eyelids were half closed and she didn’t fight me as I ripped at her clothes, yanking off her dress.
The sight of her naked breasts shoved aside all sense of decency.
I wrapped my finger around the thin elastic of her thong.
With a single snap of my wrist, the lace was jerked free of her luscious body.
Her tiny yelp was followed with a smile, the woman falling into a dreamy state.
She teetered on her feet, lifting her head so she could stare into my eyes.
There was a playful look in her eyes as she pounded on my chest with her small fists, once again reminding me of how fragile she was. Like a little bird.
I snatched both arms, laughing softly as I yanked them behind her back, grabbing both wrists easily with one hand. Her look was one of defiance, but she wasn’t fooling anyone. She was as famished as I’d become, the scent of her desire wafting between us.
Another soft laugh rumbled in my chest as I lowered my head, sucking on first one nipple then the other.
There was great joy in sucking on the tip, taking the tender tissue between my teeth.
When I bit down, her anguished cries fueled not only the darkness but the bastard of a man inside.
She had a way of doing that to me, pulling out both the best and worst from my soul.
If I still had one.
When I was finished tormenting her breasts, I ripped off my shirt from the back of the neck, tossing it aside. The room was now sweltering, beads of sweat rolling down both sides of my face and her delicate neck. Nothing would stop me from taking what I wanted.
What I truly believed belonged to me.
She wiggled in my hold, desperate to get free.
I was drawn into both the light and mischief in her eyes.
I had a feeling the woman was up to something.
Too late. She’d managed to slide her hand between us, crawling her fingers to my cock.
Even through the dense fabric, when she squeezed using tremendous pressure, I grimaced from the stark slice of pain.
“Tsk. Tsk. Such a bad girl. I’ll need to remedy that.” I pulled her down with me onto the rug, immediately dragging her over my legs. She wiggled just as I knew she would, already driving me crazy.
I brought my hand down on her rounded bottom only once before caressing her skin. My fingers were already hot to the touch.
“You are not going to spank me.”
“Oh, yes, I am.” To prove a point, I crashed my palm down four more times, moving from one side to the other. “You hold secrets in that dark, twisted mind of yours, my sweet flower.”
“So do you.”
“Yes, but I’m not the one who continues to display her defiance. The spanking will continue. I want your skin painted crimson so when I fuck you, I’m even more overwhelmed by the heat.”
She shuddered in my hold, only once throwing her arm back to try to stop me. Although the attempt was weak. She shifted back and forth, creating enough friction I gritted my teeth in response.
As I continued the spanking, the sound echoed in the tight space, her cries resembling the sounds from when I’d fucked her the night before.
A repeat was necessary. My fingers ached in a good way, tingling all the way to the bone.
With every moan, I was fueled until every inch of her bottom was the lovely shade I’d promised to create.
Bright red and hot to the touch.
Pain had brought pleasure, the grinding of her hips allowing her pussy to throb. Her inner thighs glistened from her juice and the intense excitement.
I hadn’t paid close enough attention until I felt the bump of her hand against my thick bulge. She’d driven one hand underneath her pelvis, grinding against it.
A grin spread across my face. She was masturbating. The act was sexy as fuck, pushing me into another wave of hunger I’d long since experienced. With the ache in my groin increasing, I kept spanking, being thoughtful about my actions. Very deliberate. Very brutal.
Her moans fueled everything. My hunger. My need. My insatiable mind. And the fact that I was very quickly losing control.
I finally stopped the round of punishment, immediately sliding my hand between her legs. Her body stiffened when she realized I’d caught her.
“Oh,” she whimpered.
“You are a very bad girl. I could tell that instantly.” I grasped her fingers, rubbing her even more forcefully. She shifted back and forth and I sensed the friction was driving her wild.
When I pinched her swollen clit, she pushed up from the rug, throwing her head back.
Her face was flushed.
Her eyes closed.
Her mouth a perfect O.
And the beads of perspiration had fallen against her rosy lips.
When she climaxed, I concentrated on her facial expressions, every soft murmur and the goosebumps popping along her skin. Eternally beautiful.
As soon as she came down from the high, I eased her to the rug, not wasting any time. With her legs bent and split wide open, I dropped my head.
Her moans turned ragged, her fingers digging into the bearskin pelt as I buried my face into her wetness.
Sweet like honey.
I took my time, dragging my tongue along her swollen folds, inhaling her delicious scent.
She mewed, her body twisting and turning beneath me. With her eyes cinched closed, I could tell she was on another plane. Watching her was exciting, especially the way she flicked her fingers back and forth across her nipples.
Slowing my actions, I drove two fingers inside her sweet cunt, growling the moment her muscles gripped tightly, pulling my fingers in even deeper.
With her breathing labored, she twisted her nipples while bucking up from the carpet. I didn’t allow her the moment of rapture just yet, smacking her pussy lips several times.
The shock on her face was priceless, her moans becoming louder.
Once again, I buried my face, my actions more aggressive. She bucked wildly, tossing her head back and forth.
With another series of savage smacks on her pussy lips, I drove four fingers inside.
That was all my lovely flower could handle. The orgasm was powerful, strangled moans a clear indication I’d pushed her into ecstasy.
It was at that moment I realized my mistake with her. Everything of importance in my life I’d taken by force. Not merely by the wealth and opportunities afforded by my family. While the trinkets and toys were nice, the true value in a possession was the brutal success of acquisition.
For all the wrong reasons, I’d already made a choice.
As of now, she’d become my possession as well.
With that fueling more than the raging fire under my skin, I finished undressing while she remained concentrating on breathing.
She was even more beautiful with her makeup ruined, a trickle of eyeliner staining her skin.
Her skin was glowing, shimmering in the lighting.
When I crowded the space between her legs, I enjoyed the view for a few precious seconds while I stroked the base of my cock.
Not that I needed any priming. With her I remained completely aroused.
Shifting my hips, I used my thigh to press her legs further apart. I slipped my hand between us, positioning my cockhead against her tight opening. Another mew was all it took for me to lose control. The surge of hunger was entirely primal, so much so I thrust the entire length of my cock inside.
Her arms were at her sides, her fingers firmly entrenched around the rug, yet she lifted her body into a deep arc. Presenting herself like a feast for a ravenous animal.
I took full advantage, pulling out and plunging into her again. The force created a brutal thud. With my dick buried deep inside, I released the breath I was holding. Her muscles squeezed around my flesh to the point I was certain I’d lose it.
Not yet.
Not until I’d had my fill.
I raised my torso higher, the view of her captivating. I cradled her jaw with one hand, slowly lowering down until I was able to taste her sweet lips again. With the other, I cupped the heavy weight of one perfect breast, rolling my thumb across her taut nipple.
Her lush mouth opened, another sweet invitation.
My tongue swept inside, tasting her as if for the first time. As our tongues danced in a fiery display of dominance, I fucked her in a smooth rhythm, wanting nothing more than to enjoy every second of time spent together.
I rubbed my hand down the silkiness of her arm to the nip in her waist, brushing the tips to her hip, then down further to the softness of her thigh before bending and pulling one knee over my shoulder.
Her eyes were half open, her eyelashes lazily skimming across her cheeks. I shifted to her other leg, caressing every inch of skin all the way to her knee until I had her leg over my shoulder.
Now with both hands on the carpet, she concentrated on watching my eyes, observing me as I fucked her. Her body wasn’t simply betraying her any longer. She was offering full surrender to a man she should be very much afraid of.
I could feel every shred of my control evaporating.
With my hips swiveling relentlessly, I fucked her long and hard. The way her sweet pussy was coating my cock as I powered into her was telling. She was as desperate for me as I was for her. The way her copper hair fanned out across the rug was a powerful draw, so vulnerable yet so resilient.
I lowered my head, burying my face in the curve of her neck, inhaling her intense fragrance.
The sweep of her hand around my neck, pulling me closer allowed another growl to escape.
Losing myself in her was unexpected, as much as finding a woman of her virtue in the sea of piranhas that was my life.
Every stroke became savage, pushing her boundaries with my need and forcefulness.
Still she fought for control, her long nails scratching my back the way I’d hoped.
Every thought about her was more possessive than before, consuming in a way nothing had prepared me for. All I could think about was she belonged to me.
All mine.
Mine in a way to protect and care for, to keep from harm’s way at all costs.
The thought alone kept my stamina intact, the brutality of our coupling more passionate than anything I’d ever experienced. When I sensed a climax crushing down on her as my weight was doing, I didn’t slow, didn’t dare stop. I fucked her with everything I had.
In those few precious seconds, her eyes remained locked onto mine as the wave of ecstasy tore through her.
“Montgomery!” The single word, the exclamation of my name solidified my earlier decision.
As I released, erupting deep inside of her, I made a promise to her and to myself.
Nothing would ever come between us.