Page 24 of Throttle

“Yes, you can. Now, give me another one,” I demand, pressing a hard kiss to her mouth.”

“Please… please,” she cries, her gorgeous features twisted with ecstasy.

I thought all those hours in the gym were to stay muscled and ripped, ready for battle any time my club needed it. But I see now I was wrong. I built this body so I can ruthlessly fuck this woman how ever I damn well please. Until all she craves is my cock and I can give it to her anytime and anywhere.

I take a half-step back, resting her upper body against the door so I can lift her legs higher. The undersides of her thighs press against my chest, giving me the perfect angle to push deeper into her warmth. She doesn’t last long, her velvety walls clamping down on me. Flexing my hips at the peak of each thrust makes her eyes roll back as she moans incoherently.

I want that next orgasm. And I’m gonna get it.

“Come, Sienna,” I command and watch as she completely falls apart for me. Her mouth drops open in a silent cry before she sharply inhales and her body convulses.

I give her no time to catch her breath before I walk us over to the large window facing the back of the property. There are a few people milling around by the bonfire and it excites me to think they’d catch us like this, see me fucking the woman who has a hold on me so strong I’ll never let her go.

I drop Sienna’s legs and spin her around, pressing her tits to the cool glass. I smirk when her lust-drunk gaze focuses and I see her eyes widen in the reflection.

“But they’ll see—” she shrieks, but I obliterate her concerns when I forcefully pull her hips back, pop out her ass, and slam my rock-hard dick inside her to the hilt. Her breath catches and her damp palms slap against the window as she braces herself from the force.

“Again,” I snarl with each merciless thrust. I watch the image of the two of us, the moonlight casting down on her dazed expression. Her tits swaying into the glass.

“Oh my god… It’s too much,” she mewls.

“But you’re taking me so well.” I bite down on her earlobe while one hand snakes around to the front of her neck. “Do you see how fucking beautiful you look taking my cock? This is how we were meant to be, Sienna. You and me and nothing between us.” I squeeze her throat, knowing how much she gets off on it. “Do you want Daddy to make you come again?”

She moans and rests her forehead against the glass.

“You know what I need to hear…” I fuck my dick harder into her swollen, wet pussy.

“Yes…”

Such a stubborn girl.

I apply more pressure and Sienna gasps, her eyes falling shut as her head drops to my shoulder. I smack the side of her ass and she jerks upright.

“Eyes forward. I want you to see how beautiful you are when you come on Daddy’s dick.”

She trembles while I pump ferociously into her, taking her to the edge before backing off and slowing my pace. Her brows pinch and her hands curl into tiny fists.

“Say it, Sienna. You know it’s true, whether you admit it or not. Tell me who you want to make you come again.” I squeeze her neck as my free hand finds her clit and pinches it between my fingers. I pound her into the glass for a few beats longer and, finally, she gives me what I need.

“You, Daddy. I want Daddy to make me come again. Please…”

I fucking love it when she begs.

Rubbing her clit like she likes, I fuck her wildly, my cock growing harder from the sounds of my balls slapping against her ass. “Watch us in the window,” I rasp in her ear.

Her eyes find mine in the reflection and she holds my gaze for a moment before I feel her core milking my dick as she comes again, then goes limp in my arms.

“You can’t tap out now, Princess,” I tease, pulling her toward the bed and throwing her down on the mattress.

“Daddy, I can’t. I?—”

“Face down, ass up,” I demand. “Last one, baby, and I’ll put you to sleep. I promise.” I hungrily suck her nipple into my mouth and she writhes against me, reiterating what I already knew. She still has one more orgasm to give me. I release her with a pop, and she rolls onto her stomach, tucking her knees underneath her and lifting her full, round ass high in the air.

Damn, she’s perfect.

“Stay just like that for me.” I hurriedly strip off my clothes and position myself behind her. “Spread your legs wider so I can see your dripping cunt.”

She doesn’t hesitate and my heart soars from her trust. She knows I’ll make her feel good, then take care of her afterward, and that’ll never change. My eyelids grow heavy with lust at the sight of the slickness glazing her inner thighs.

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