Page 123 of The Masks She Wore

?I spun around, wrapping one arm over and then under his arm, grabbing my own hand and jerking his arm up.

?He snarled, releasing my hair, grabbing under my arm, the other hand sliding between my legs. He lifted me up with ease and I screamed, clinging to him as he hit his knee and brought me down to the mat, not hard enough to hurt me because that wasn’t the point of this.

?He twisted me around until I was laying on my upper back, my legs around his neck. He slid his hands up my thighs and pinned me to his shoulders, smiling as I tried to relieve some of the pressure from my neck.

?“If this is how you end a fight, we’ve got problems, Princess.”

?I snarled at him, my pussy throbbing. Fuck, I needed him, but I wouldn’t let him win.

?I used my legs, jerking him forward, wrapping my thighs around his neck and squeezing. It took every ounce of muscle and training I had to lift myself up using my abdomen and use the force of my body to force him onto his back.

?I knew he let me do it. Let me get him down, let me adjust my legs so I could straddle his neck, but once again, this wasn’t about fighting.

?We were having fun.

?I smiled, adjusting my knees, spreading them a little more as I slid my hand down them and lifted my chin. “Hmm, this is a good view.”

?He grabbed my thighs, licking his lips. “Show me a better one,” he demanded.

?I rose a brow. “Will you replace my pants?” I could do it myself, but I liked it when he bought things for me. It made me feel good.

?“I’ll buy you a closet filled with them.”

?I searched his eyes for a second longer before leaning back, reaching towards his pockets to find the pocketknife he kept in them.I sat up on my knees, flicked the knife out and watched him unflinching as I carefully slid the blade between my legs and slowly slid it across the seam, giving him the perfect entrance to my already wet cunt.

?I set the knife to the side and found his eyes.

?“Suffocate me, Princess.”

?“Is that an order?”

?He gripped my thighs painfully, his eyes flaming. “Yes.”

?I released a breath and shifted forward, lowering myself right onto his face, his nose hitting my clit, pulling a groan from my lips as his tongue slid into me.

?“Fuck,” I moaned, grinding against his tongue. He nipped at my piercing, my nails digging into my thighs. I shoved myself down on him, moving my hips faster as his tongue flattened against my clit.

?It took all of two minutes for him to make me cum. Ten more to get to the shower, and we didn’t even have our clothes off before we stepped under the water, kissing fervently.

?I could taste me on him as his tongue swept over mine, his hands ripping at my clothes, mine doing the same to his.

?He ripped away from me, the water pooling where our clothes covered the drain. “Turn around.”

?I did as he said, stepping up to the glass door, pressing myself against it, panting.

?I heard him rip his belt out of his pants and step up behind me. “Hands.”

?I crossed them behind me, gasping when he tightened them a little too tight. He slid the belt along my spine, bending my arms inward as if I were scratching my upper back, and he carefully wrapped the end of the belt around my neck, pulling it just tight enough to cut off most of my air before tying it off, the knot pinching my skin.

?My pussy throbbed, a whimper escaping me as he flicked the belt stretched between my wrists and neck like a guitar string. It was taut enough to pinch my skin. One wrong move and my shoulders would dislocate, my air cutting off completely.

?I was at his mercy.

?He guided me under the water. “Don’t drown,” he hummed, and stepped back.

?I spit out, trying to breathe through my mouth. I couldn’t bend my neck, and if I moved, he would cut off my breathing completely, so I took what I could and I delt with it.

?A moment later, he returned. “Close your eyes.”

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