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“I’m so good for you, aren’t I?”

I nodded.

“That’s right. If I take my hand off your mouth, you’ll beg for it, won’t you? You’ll beg for me to keep going, keep driving into you, keep using your body. You’ll beg to be mine.”

He was right, I needed to relieve my cock. It was throbbing. I wondered if I could come without him touching me. I was afraid I might, but I wanted to be good for him. I wanted to please him. Not because I owed him, not because I was afraid of him, but because I wanted to. I felt more cared for in that moment than I had since the accident.

That was so fucked up.

“Baby?”

Had he really just called me that? Did I like it? I turned, angling my head so I could look back at him.

“You okay? You with me?” he asked.

“Yes, sir. Please fuck me.”

He smiled at my response. “Your wish is my command.” He drove into me harder than he had before, and he didn’t slow down. He pounded my ass relentlessly. I needed to come so bad. One touch was all it would take to make me lose it.

“Please. Please let me come.”

Val growled. “Not yet.”

He slowed his pace, fucking me with long, slow strokes. I needed more. I needed it rough. I needed his hands on me. I was whining, whimpering, begging, but he just laughed.

“I can keep going for ages. I can keep you right at the brink of orgasm. I can torment you all night.”

I shook my head. “No. Please don’t.”

“You’re not ready for that. I won’t give you more than you can take, not tonight. I’ll get you used to it. The longer I torment you, the longer you wait, the harder you’ll come. I want you to experience that. I’ll make you hold off, toy with you, fuck your mouth, and make you swallow my load, then keep you on the edge while I get hard again.”

His words broke me. I fought him again, trying to free myself from his hold. “Oh, my God. Val, please don’t.”

“You’ll let me do it, because that’s what I want.” The chair tipped as I struggled, but he pushed it back to the floor.

I whimpered. “Don’t torture me.”

“Oh, baby, it’ll be worth it when you come so hard you pass out.”

“I don’t…I’m scared.” But I definitely liked him calling me “baby.”

“Of course you are. That’s part of the fun for me.”

“You’re evil.”

“Yes, I am, and you fucking love it. You want to give yourself to me. You’re a slut for me even though I could kill you. I’ve killed men I’ve fucked before. I’ve even laughed while I did it.”

I was terrified, but still so needy. I didn’t want him to stop. I wanted him no matter what he’d done. “Oh my God. Please.”

“I won’t do that to you. You’re so good I had to have you even though it’s against the rules. I could be killed for this, for burying myself so far inside you that you can taste me.”

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VALENTINO

Iheld myself still, fingers digging into Liam’s hips. Was I willing to die for him? For this?

His ass squeezed my dick, and my immediate thought was yes. It would be worth it. Touching him, fucking him, having him surrender to me, feeling his pulse quicken when he was scared but turned on were all like heaven. Dom wouldn’t actually kill me, would he?

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