Page 43 of Blood Money

He’s succeeded in keeping you uncertain. He’s cruel.

And what am I?

Excellent question.

“Val?”

“I’m here, baby, just giving you a little bit of a rest.”

The soft, desperate sound he made caused my cock to jump inside him. “I need to come, Val. Please.”

How could I even ask if he was worth it? He was worth everything. I pulled back and thrust hard, making the chair lift up on two legs, Liam screamed as I shoved it back down, then went at him ruthlessly.

I wouldn’t let anything bad happen to me or to him. I’d figure this out because I wasn’t letting Liam go. He whimpered and pleaded, driving me to fuck him harder. There was a puddle of precum on the seat of the chair. I wanted to lick it up, but I was too busy pounding his ass, burying myself all the way inside him.

“Tell me you belong to me. Tell me you’re mine, and I’ll let you come.”

“I’m yours. I want…I want to be.”

“Who owns this ass?” I squeezed his ass cheeks hard, making him gasp.

“You do.”

“Who do you obey? Who commands every move you make?”

His muscles tightened. I could feel the fight in him. “When you have me like this, you do.”

I wrapped a hand around his throat. “And the rest of the time?”

“I…I do.”

I smiled down at him. I liked that he was willing to challenge me. I liked the way his body wanted to surrender. If he wasn’t strong, he wouldn’t survive my family.

“I’ll find out all your secrets,” I told him. “I’ll find out how to make you want to obey me every minute of the day.”

He shook his head. “No, I’m not…I can’t.”

“You’ll do whatever I say because you want it too much.”

“Please don’t.” Tears shimmered in his eyes, and I wiped them away with my thumbs.

“I’ll take care of you, baby. Don’t worry.” When I wrapped a hand around his cock, he struggled, trying to push himself back onto me. “Are you my good boy?”

“Yes, sir.”

“I’m going to stroke your cock. If you wait until I tell you, you can come, but if you come too soon, I will punish you. Do you understand?”

“Yes, sir.”

I fucked him slowly as I worked his cock. I knew he was close. His cock was rock hard and his precum was dripping enough that I used it to slick up my hand so it slid easily along his hard shaft. “You’re doing so good. I’m so proud of you.”

He whimpered. “I don’t know how much longer I can hold back.”

“You can do this. You can do anything for me.”

He held still, his arms shaking where they gripped the chair. Drops of sweat slid down his face and along his back. I leaned over and licked some of them up.

“Such a good boy. You’re working so hard to hold yourself back.” I’d tormented him long enough. “Come for me now, baby. Show me how much you enjoy this.”

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