Page 33 of Bad Duke

“What are yo?—”

“Look…Look in the mirror and tell me what you see,” he orders.

“I don’t want to play games, Alex, I just want this over with.”

“Okay, I’ll tell you what I see.” His grip on my hair softens as he slowly slides it over to one side so he can kiss my shoulder.

“I see the girl who I took one look at and knew I had to have.” I feel him start to unzip my dress, all the way to my ass. “I see a girl who I’ve tried to avoid, but I can’t.” His hand slides the straps off my shoulders so the dress falls off my body and pools around my feet. “I see a girl that I’m obsessed with,” he whispers in my ear and causes me to shiver. “A girl I want to keep all for myself.” I feel his hard cock press into my lower back, and when I tilt my head back, he plants kisses along my exposed neck. “A girl I want to give everything to in return… And a girl that scares me,” he admits almost sounding weak.

“I scare you?” I stare back at him through our reflection in confusion.

“You fucking petrify me, Olivia Adams.” His palms slide over my body squeezing my tits through my bra before his fingers splay open and he pushes them down my ribs, and over my stomach. “I see everything I want, right in front of me, and I won’t let it go. Not in a year, not in ten years. Not in my fucking lifetime,” he admits, one hand sliding into the front of my panties while the other grips around my throat.

I hear his words and when I realise how badly I want to believe them, I let the pleasure of how his mouth and hands feel on my skin distract me from how scary that is.

His finger touches between my pussy lips, burning me with anticipation, and nothing on the other side of the door matters. It all becomes irrelevant.

“Are you going to let me give you everything, Olivia, or are you going to fight this? Because I’ll warn you, now, I won’t fucking lose,” he whispers in my ear, his teeth sinking into my lobe and making me gasp.

I nod my head because as fast and crazy as all this is, I’m not going to put up a fight.

“I’m going to slide my finger inside you and I want you to clench it real tight for me,” he instructs, and when I feel him slide into me, I do exactly as he says. “That’s so fucking hot, clench me tighter.” The way his words speak against my skin and command me feels so comforting.

“You're such a good girl for me. Always doing what I tell you.” He kisses my cheek softly, and slowly starts to fuck me with his finger. Stroking me on the inside and soothing the ache he put there. I continue to do what he demands, focusing on clutching him tight inside me and how good it feels.

I cry out in protest when he pulls away from me, leaving my channel throbbing and empty, then I bite the smile off my lips when I hear his belt clink, and feel him hook my panties to the side.

“Open up your eyes and watch me fuck you, Olivia,” he demands, letting the head of his cock slip between my legs as he gathers my hair up in his fist and holds it tight. With our eyes fixed on each other through the mirror he slowly pushes himself all the way inside me and growls deep in relief.

“You feel that? How good it is?” He starts to move inside me and I stare at our reflection, watching the determination on his face.

“I’m going to fuck this pussy till it’s brimming with my cum, and you are going to clench tight and hold on to it, just like you did with my finger,” he instructs. “You don’t spill a fucking drop until we get home and I can fill you again.”

I stare at him and nod my head because as hard as I try to fight them, my instincts are overruling my head.

“Good girl, Olivia. You’re my good fucking girl.” His long, hard thrusts smash my hips against the basin unit, but the pleasure far outweighs the pain and I close my eyes and bite my lip to stop myself from screaming.

“Open your eyes. I want your pretty eyes watching what I do to you,” he demands. “Scream if you have to, let them all know out there who you belong to.”

I brace my palms on each side of the sink and stare back at him with that same raw determination he has. We’ve passed the point of no return now. Both of us are equally as consumed with whatever this is between us and there’s no backing down from it.

“Ask me for it. Ask me to give you my cum,” he growls, guiding my waist with one hand and gripping my hair with the other. It’s so intense that it puts more tears in my eyes and I scream his name as my walls spasm around him and my body turns rigid. “That’s right, you fucking take it out of me. Ask nicely,” he warns.

“Please!” I blurt out the word because I do want it. I want to feel his cum release in my pussy. I want Alex’s version of everything including his child growing inside me, and I’m past trying to justify how insane that makes me. “Give it to me,” I beg, and when his fingers dig deep into my hip bone, he makes another deep groan and stills. I feel his cum pump inside me and I keep our eyes connected and his cock clenched tight between my legs as we catch our breath.

“That’s right.” He nods, stroking his hand through my hair and rubbing his thumb into my shoulder as he looks down between us. His other hand releases my hair and cups my jaw so he can slightly turn my head and kiss me. “You’re my fucking girl, Olivia. No more doubts,” he tells me breathlessly. “Now, remember what I said, you keep that clutched inside you till we get home. I don’t want any leaking out.”

He pulls his cock free and lets my panties snap back into place, before lifting my dress back up my body and zipping it back up for me.

I’m still trying to regulate my own breathing as I smooth over my hair and try to make myself look as if I haven’t just been fucked in a bathroom.

“Should we leave separately?” I whisper, already embarrassed by the noises we’ve made in here. Someone is bound to have heard us.

“No, we leave together.” He opens the door allowing me to go first, which isn’t easy while trying to obey his commands. I feel my pussy threatening to leak and tense myself tight as I lead the way and when I look back over my shoulder and see him grinning I realise that’s why he wanted me to go first. I shake my head at him and focus forward when I see Hetty and her friends standing in the corridor and staring at us with open mouths.

“Ladies.” Alex quickens his pace and moves up beside me, bowing his head to them as we pass and making sure they see him grab my ass in his hand.

ALEX

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