Page 46 of Twisted Empire

Elias undressed and stepped into the other side of the tub. He stretched his long, muscular body out, luxuriating in the bubbling water as he left me there, waiting and desperate.

“Do you know how fucking good you look like that?” he asked a moment later, one hand disappearing beneath the bubbles. I knew he was stroking his cock to the sight of my arched back and dripping pussy.

“No,” I murmured, feeling as if it would sound conceited if I said anything else.

He leaned over and slapped my ass, making me yelp. “Yes you do. You love showing off this tight little body to me, don’t you?”

I bit my bottom lip. “Yes,” I admitted. “I like making you hard.”

“Why?” He trailed a finger down my spine.

“Because I’m a slut,” I said breathlessly. “Your little slut.”

I was panting and shivering now, gooseflesh appearing all over my bare skin.

“Good girl,” Elias muttered, moving closer. “Maybe you deserve my cock after all. But not yet.”

He reached forward, squeezing my breasts. My nipples were so hard they ached. One hand went lower, touching between my legs, and I gasped as a finger slid inside my soaked pussy.

“More, please!” I moaned as Elias began to pump it in and out of me.

“You want another finger?”

“Yes,” I said, my breaths coming harsh and heavy now as I rocked myself back on his hand.

“Tell me what you’ll do for it.”

“Anything!” I cried. “Please!”

He pushed a second finger in me, and I closed my eyes and let out another moan.

“Is that enough for you?” Elias asked. I couldn’t see him, but I could tell he was smirking by his tone.

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Liar.” He slapped my ass again. “Tell the truth.”

“Please…” I gasped. “I need more.”

“I don’t know if you deserve it after that lie,” he muttered, lips closing over my right ear as he leaned down. “Maybe I’ll just leave you here and keep you locked in, wet and naked like the little whore you are. Maybe I won’t let you come for another month.”

“I… I’m sorry. Please!”

I was moaning so loudly that it echoed throughout the bathroom, but I didn’t care. Who would hear me apart from Elias? There wasn’t a single other person within miles. No one could touch me ever again, except him.

He pushed a third finger inside me, up to the knuckle. I squirmed at the intensely full sensation, but it still wasn’t enough.

“Tell me what you really want,” Elias said roughly.

“I want you to fuck me,” I murmured, riding his hand as he pushed deeper into me.

He pulled his fingers out and positioned his cock at my dripping entrance. He pushed inside, and I let out a guttural moan as he filled me. I was so turned on I didn’t even need to rub my clit. It was already throbbing like mad, threatening to drag me over the edge to a heart-stopping climax.

“There you go,” Elias growled, slamming deep and hard into my pussy as his hands gripped my hips. He held me so tightly that there would be bruises there tomorrow, but I didn’t mind. I liked it. It added a sharp edge to my pleasure. “That enough for you, little slut?”

“Yes,” I gasped out.

“You really would do anything to be fucked, wouldn’t you?” he said as he rocked his hips against me, sinking into me like an anchor again and again. “Such a little whore.”

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