Page 62 of The Keeper

“Yes,” she whispered. “Please.”

“Please what?” I collared her neck with my hand, squeezing ever so slightly to feel her pulse.

“You know I like it that way.” I heard a smile in her tone along with a hint of impatience. “You know that’s how I want it. Be rough with me. Use me. Claim me. Don’t hold back.” She pulled my hair. Hard. “Please.”

Instinct took over. I started fucking her in earnest now. No more slow movements. I held her hips to keep her still as I stabbed into her again and again with bruising force. Her shoes fell to the ground with a dull thud.

“More, please, more,” she begged, wrapping her legs around my thighs.

I gave it to her without hesitation.

A deep, rough sound pushed out from me the second I felt her cervix wrap around the head of my cock. It was a sensation so primal I’d move heaven and earth to feel it again and again. I’d sell my own goddam soul to be inside her every day like this.

I stopped thrusting just to feel her wet, tight cunt squeeze around me.

“Don’t move,” I growled when she flexed her hips. “Stay still or you’ll make me come before I want to.”

I pressed my forehead to hers and looked down at where we were joined. I’ve never stopped mid-shag like this to admire how two bodies connected with such perfection.

“You’re so beautiful,” I said quietly, caressing her. “So beautiful.”

Victoria’s breathing was harsh and loud. “I can’t…this is so,” she panted, grabbing and twisting my shirt. “Fuck. Xavier. You’re so hot. This is so…filthy and sexy and perfect and…I love it. I love how dirty this is. I love how you feel inside me.”

I’ve done plenty of dirty things in the past but all of it paled compared to this moment. This filthy, hot, perfect moment on my patio with Victoria. And only with Victoria.

“I want to feel you come around me,” I said, keeping our foreheads together.

“That won’t be a problem,” she replied, scratching her nails on my scalp. Then she did this adorable small laugh and it made her clench around me. I almost saw stars.

“Stay. Still.”

Sorry, she mouthed, looking directly into my eyes. Pretty much anything she did was guaranteed to make me explode at any second.

“Try not to move,” I said, sliding a hand to rub her clit.

Victoria’s response was immediate. She trembled and quivered around my dick. I knew staying still was difficult for her because it was unnatural for me. We both liked it hard and fast and this was…well, this was something new.

I increased the pressure and pace.

“This is…I can’t,” she whimpered. “I’m trying.”

“I know you are,” I whispered. “You’re my filthy, sexy girl aren’t you. Letting me fill you like this. Keeping my cock buried inside your cunt. Out on my patio. Do you like this, Victoria? Do you like being used this way?”

“Yes,” she groaned. Her head rolled to the side, exposing her silky neck.

“Do you like being my dirty princess?” I kissed her, then bent my head to bite along her neck. “I’ll make you break your policy forever. I’ll make you mine. And it will be so easy. So bloody easy.”

I pressed my thumb on her clit. Actually, the ring on my thumb. She bucked her hips and gasped. I didn’t stop her from moving this time. Instead, I withdrew my cock until only the head remained inside her, rubbing her clit faster and harder.

Her mouth opened on a silent groan. She was coming now. Her body shuddered and rolled. When her pussy spasmed around me, I slammed into her again and didn’t stop, ruthlessly fucking her harder and deeper, riding through her orgasm. Biting her neck and shoulders. Holding her so tight, so tight.

A dark, primal urgency streaked up my shaft and through my belly and thighs, going right to my spine. My hips jerked and stomach muscles tensed. Her nails dug into my ass and that did it. I climaxed hard.

Vicious, throbbing ecstasy.

The pulsing seemed to go on forever. And every pulse matched the beat of my heart.

It’s not lost on me how bare I am with her in ways I’d vowed never to allow again.

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