Page 47 of Cruel Dominion

Trusting me.

I pulled out and she gasped for breath, her face covered in tears and smeared make-up. She looked so fucking sexy like that, I couldn’t wait any longer. I needed to have her. I had to feel that perfect pussy wrapped around my cock right fucking now.

I lifted her and pushed her against the wall, her cheek pressed against the wallpaper. I yanked up her skirt over her hips so I could press my fingers against her panties.

“You’re fucking soaked for me, Anna,” I whispered against her neck.

Tearing her panties to the side, I spread the moisture and circled her clit. “Admit it,” I hissed. “You missed me. You missed this.”

Anna whimpered and arched her back to press her breasts against the wall. She was so needy, desperate for pressure against her nipples.

I ripped her panties off, the lace disintegrating in my hands. I lined up my cock with her entrance, teasing her with the tip.

“Say it,” I growled against her ear, remembering that first time. The way she wanted me so bad. How I’d said maybe we should wait but she was so eager to give herself to me. She wanted me to be her first and her last.

“Please,” she begged, just like she did that first time, but now there was no blush in her cheeks. No shy smile in her eyes as she pulled my hips to press against hers.

I want it to be you, she said, biting her lip in the cold sand. I always want it to be you.

Slowly, I sank into her. Her perfect pussy felt unreal, as hot and tight as it was our first time.

She whimpered underneath me as I stretched her wide.

“Shh,” I murmured. “They’ll hear you. Everyone in high society is right down the hall. You don’t want them to know I’ve got perfect Anna Vaughn split open on my cock.”

I emphasized the words with a hard thrust, bottoming out inside her. Anna squealed loudly before clamping her lips tight.

I would like nothing more than for every person at this stupid fucking gala to hear her cry out my name as she came on my cock.

“Go on, Anna,” I growled, feeling her juices seep down, staining the wallpaper and my thighs. “Let them hear you. Let them see who you belong to.”

She whimpered, keeping her lips pressed tight.

I pounded into her. I could feel her tight velvet sheath squeezing me as I slammed into it, over and over. She couldn’t hold back her whimpers and they grew louder with every one of my punishing thrusts.

And it dawned on me again that I had her. That she was mine.

Every part of her.

This ass. These glorious tits. Her perfect cunt.

And every sound out of her beautiful mouth.

Those were mine, too.

Mine.

I clamped my hand over her mouth, silencing her.

“Did you hear me, Anna?” I muttered. “I meant it when I said you were mine. That means this pussy is mine. All your sweet little cries, they’re mine, too. I’m the only one who gets to hear them. All of you is just for me.”

Her inner walls fluttered, and I knew she was close. I needed her to come on my cock. Shoving my other hand under her skirts, I found her clit and caressed it.

“Come for me, Anna,” I demanded.

With a shudder, she obeyed. Her pussy gripped me like a vise, impossibly wet and snug. I followed her right over the edge, my spend filling her in hot spurts. For a few moments, the whole world vanished. The only things left on earth were Anna and me.

We stayed there together, breathing hard while we came back down. I could feel the mixture of our release seeping out of her, coating her thighs. I had the sick urge to shove it back inside her.

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