Page 56 of Controlling Chloe

“Please, what, baby girl? What do you need? Do you need another finger inside your tight little cunt? Or do you need me to suck harder on your delicate little clit? Hmm? What does my girl need?”

Without waiting for an answer, he does both, and I scream as my climax rips through me like a tidal wave. My entire body convulses, releasing all the pent-up sexual energy I’ve been feeling for days.

Bash continues to lick and suck softly until I’ve gone limp against the mattress. Aftershocks of my orgasm ripple through me. As he crawls up my body, I lift my hands to his biceps and sigh as my fingers brush against the thick muscles. He’s so strong. In so many ways.

“Are you on birth control?”

I nod. “And I’m clean. I haven’t been with anyone in a long time.”

He frowns down at me. “How long?”

Shrugging my shoulders, I blink up at him. “Two years or so. I wasn’t all that impressed with sex, so I decided to stop doing it.”

His warmth soothes me, and between that and my post-orgasm high, I’m practically floating. Is this what drugs feel like?

“Well, I promise you’ll be impressed with the sex you have with me.”

A soft giggle escapes. “You seem pretty sure of yourself.”

He flexes his hips so the head of his cock slides through my folds. “Maybe. Maybe I’m just sure that you and I are meant to be together, so the sex we have is going to be explosive and amazing for both of us.”

I wiggle underneath him, trying to get his cock better aligned with my entrance. I need him inside me like I need my next breath.

“Please, Daddy. Please fuck me. Don’t hold back. Make me yours.”

His emerald eyes darken, and his eyelids drop as he stares at me. “No condom?”

“No. Please, no. Just you.”

A low growl escapes. He plunges all the way into me in one swift move. I cry out as the pinch of pain registers. He’s so freaking big. Filling me up completely, stretching me to the max. I dig my fingernails into his skin and sweat covers my body.

“That’s it, baby. Scratch the fuck out of me. Mark me as yours, Chloe. That’s what I am. Yours.” His voice is deep and raspy like he’s struggling to hold on to his control.

My pussy throbs. He’s mine. All mine. It goes both ways. I’m not some piece of property to him. We belong to each other. My heart beats faster as a lump swells in my throat. I have something that belongs to me. Something real and loving.

I dig my nails in deeper until I feel warm wetness on the tips of my fingers. Bash moans and grabs my hips, pulls almost all the way out, then slams back in again. I scream, but the pain I felt before has bloomed into pleasure spreading over my body like wild ivy. Touching every piece of me. All I can do is hold on.

“You’re so beautiful. So perfect. Mine. You’re mine, Chloe. No one else’s. You’re my girl. Forever.”

My cries fill the room as he fucks me, telling me all the things I am to him. His girl. His wife. His everything. Over and over.

We’re soaring together in our bliss.

“We’re forever, Chloe. Husband and wife. Daddy and Little girl. Do you understand?”

A sharp smack to my ass makes me yelp. The zing of pain shoots straight to my pussy and blossoms into pleasure.

“I asked if you understand, baby,” he growls.

I bob my head and wrap my fingers around the back of his neck to pull him down for a kiss. “Yes, Daddy. I’m yours. Forever.”

His thrusts get harder and faster, and the mix of pleasure and pain is so intense that I can’t think.

“You’re taking my cock so well, baby. I’m so fucking proud of you. My good girl. Always Daddy’s good girl.”

He latches his mouth onto one of my nipples and tugs and then gives the other one the same attention. We’re both coated in sweat, our bodies gliding against one another.

Suddenly, he sits back on his heels, bringing me up with him so we’re facing each other while he fucks me.

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