Chapter 20 #2
“Hold on tight, baby, because I need to go hard. Don’t move. Promise?” he groaned, his voice unlike any other time I’d been with him.
Goose bumps broke out from head to toe. I gripped the soft material of the sheets, burying my face into them and inhaling his masculine scent.
Setting a brutal, pounding pace, he plunged into my depths again and again, and I cried out with each stroke.
God, he knew how to fuck. My orgasm was building by the second, and I was desperate for release.
My mind fractured as I whispered his name. A loud smack echoed through the room as he slapped my ass hard, causing me to cry out. My breath hitched, the warmth spreading like wildfire across my backside. I fell onto my stomach, breaking form.
Shit. He pulled out, chuckled, and dug his fingers into my ass cheeks. I yelped at the surge of pain. Then his fingers tangled in my hair and tugged, firm and commanding. The jolt went straight through me, and my pussy throbbed. The control seeping from every one of his pores stole my breath.
“You were doing so fucking well, too. What am I going to do with you now? Turn over.”
I no sooner obeyed than a yelp ripped from my throat as he pulled me to the edge of the bed.
That wild, just-came-from-a-kill feralness flashed in his emerald eyes.
It was a look of a man about to ruin me.
Powerful hands clamped down on my thighs, and his fingers dug into the soft flesh, spreading me open.
Shivering, I begged, “Please, be easy with me.”
“Easy?” he breathed as his fingers trailed down my leg. “Like this?” It was featherlight, a caress that left fire in its wake. His hands moved, brushing the backs of my knees as he lifted.
The warmth of his mouth ghosted over my skin, causing me to shudder. And then my legs were draped over his arms, hips aligned, skin teasing skin.
“You sure about that? You don’t want me to fuck you hard like I was? You seemed to enjoy it before you fell. What if I were to tell you I want to fucking hurt you, baby?”
“Hu-hurt me?” The words squeaked out.
“Yes, but I promise I’ll make it better when I’m done. Would you trust me enough to let me hurt you?”
With each word he spoke, he teased me. The tip of his cock pushed against my entrance and slipped inside. My pussy was dripping, throbbing, and desperate. I trusted him—but hurt me? What would that entail?
The hot flesh of his cock met my clit, swirling and rubbing against it before dipping inside me, only to pull back and repeat the torturous move.
“Please, Nik,” I moaned, arching my back, my legs shaking.
“Give me permission, baby. I need it.” His voice held a desperate plea to it I hadn’t heard before. If he needed it, I’d give it to him.
“Hurt me,” I whispered, feeling him shudder at my words.
He lined himself up with my entrance and then shoved his hips into mine.
The fullness was immediate and so deep. My breath stuttered, and I didn’t know if I wanted to cry out or beg him not to stop.
With each thrust, he slammed all the way in, hitting my cervix.
Panting, I gripped his forearms, crying at the fullness while swiveling my hips against him.
What started as a groan built fast—tight and raw—until it broke free as a scream, loud and wild and entirely beyond my control. I let out loud sobs as ripples of pain and pleasure consumed me.
Those quickly gave way to whimpers. They slipped out as he continued rocking his hips, pushing his cock in and pulling it back out.
I cried out as he bent me like a pretzel, tilting me until he was magically sliding over my G-spot.
He fucked me hard, stretching me, burning me up from the inside out.
“That’s it, cry for me. I know, baby, you’re doing so good. God, this is life,” he groaned.
I winced through the pain, the promise of him making it all better lingering in my mind.
“You make me want to lose control. I can’t get enough of you. It will never be enough. I need you to promise me something.” He paused mid-thrust, and the weight of his words sank into my soul. I blinked up at him, dazed and breathless.
“You listening?”
Clarity hit. He didn’t want a simple nod—he wanted my words. When I gave them, he continued, and they made me soar.
“No coming until I tell you to, understand?”
That was what I needed. Rules. Boundaries. Direction. Clear cut and freeing. “Yes, Daddy. I’ll make you proud, I promise. No coming until you say so.”
“Such a good girl. I’ll hold you to that now,” he said before sinking deep inside me once more and establishing a new pace. It didn’t take him any time at all to take me to the edge.
Several strokes later, he spoke. It came out guttural and was followed with a groan. “Tell me, baby, are you my filthy little slut?”
The insult curled in the air, wicked and intimate. Instead of recoiling, I exhaled like I’d been waiting for it. There was something beautiful in the inflection. He asked if I was his. He loved this part of me. My body clenched manically as I internally came into agreement with him.
Did he have any idea how powerful his words were?
“Yes, you are, aren’t you?” he crooned. “My.” Slam. “Filthy.” Slam. “Dirty.” Slam. “Fucking.” Slam.
A feral noise tore from my throat as my legs snapped tight around him, thighs flexing like I could trap him there, force him to feel everything he’d just set off in me.
“Little.” Slam. “Perfect.” Slam. “Slut.” Slam.
I was going to explode at any minute. The thought of letting go barely registered before my core tightened. My thighs stiffened like I could contain the sensation building inside me. My pussy fluttered as he continued fucking me like a madman.
His next words were full of warning. “Don’t fucking do it, you dirty little slut.”
Broken gasps tumbled from me as I fought it.
“Baby girl, you’re going to feel the sting of my belt on your ass if you don’t control yourself. I’ve not given you permission.”
“Nik, it feels too good. I can’t help it. Please,” I begged.
I tried to catch my breath, but the onslaught of his cock made me absolutely delirious. My body continued to struggle as bright white pinpoints of light flashed before my eyes. A loud scream erupted, and even though I tried, there was no way I could stop the explosion from happening.
My pussy clamped down as I came on his thick, hard cock.
My heart beat so fast I thought it might burst from my ribcage.
He continued to fuck me through it, and if my eyes were open, they would have seen the mischievousness plastered on his face.
As it was, I only saw it when I finally opened my eyes.