Page 52 of Ink & Desire

I shake my head, reaching for him again. No, there’s no going back now. Not that I was planning on changing my mind. He could have had a dick twice this big and I’d have found a way to take him. I want him that badly. There was never a chance that I was going to change my mind.

When he leans in to take my mouth in another rough kiss, I release his cock and bring my arms up around his neck, pressing myself against the length of his body. The fabric of my dress is still bunched up under my breasts, pushing them up slightly. But the feel of his chest brushing against my bare nipples adds another layer ofsensuality to what we’re doing. His hands slide down to cup the globes of my ass, pulling me even tighter against his body as he lifts me off my feet. Without missing a beat, I wrap my legs around his waist, feeling the hard length of him pressing against my center. When I feel the hard, cool metal of a barbell graze my clit, my mouth drops open in a gasp that makes Corbin grin.

His hips flex once, sending his cock sliding over my clit again. My eyes fall shut and a moan escapes me. He’s not even inside me yet and I feel like I’m close to exploding. He holds me pinned to the wall with his large body, one hand cradled under my ass. Lowering his head to my breast, he sucks my nipple into his mouth again, pulling a cry from my lips. I can’t help but arch my hips, seeking more contact with his cock. He uses his grip on my ass to slide me up and down, letting the delicious friction of him between my legs drive me wild.

“I want you inside me,” I gasp, working my hips up and down against his shaft.

“Soon,” he says, his mouth returning to take mine in another bruising kiss.

The feeling of him against me, but not inside me is a delicious kind of torture. My breath comes in pants, and I can feel my heart pounding in my chest. Each time he slides his cock against my clit, an involuntary gasp escapes me. I can feel how wet and slick I am against him and I know I’ve never been more turned on in my life.

“Please,” I whisper, trying to maneuver my hips enough to lower myself onto his length. But Corbin is strong, and his grip on me holds me where he wants me.

“Please, what?” he rasps, sliding against my clit again.

My mouth drops open as my eyes fall shut.

“You know what,” I manage.

“Not good enough,” he says, his movements stopping. “Not after all these weeks of teasing me. If you want something, you need to ask for it.”

I feel my face heat, even as I realize how ridiculous it is to be embarrassed now. I’m grinding my naked pussy against this man with my tits on full display. It’s a little late to be embarrassed. When I hesitate, Corbin brings his free hand up to grip my jaw. His hold isn’t painful, but it’s so close to the way he grabbed my neck that night at the club that a whimper escapes me. He doesn’t miss the sound. His mouth curves up into a wicked smile.

“The naughty angel likes that, does she?”

I do my best to nod, but his hold on my chin stops me from moving too much.

“Tell me what you need.”

I know what I want him to do, what my body is craving right now. But I don’t know if I can say the words. It’s not something I’ve ever asked for before. I’m not sure it’s something I’ve ever wanted before. But right now, it’s all I can think of. Reaching a hand up, I grab his wrist and pull downward. Corbin loosens his grip and lets me direct his hand until it’s where I want it. When I release hiswrist, his gaze comes back up to meet mine as his fingers tighten just the barest amount on my throat. That little bit of pressure sends a stab of heat through me, and I swear I grow even wetter. Corbin’s smile is full of filthy promise.

“Fuck me,” I whisper. “Please. I want you to.”

I swallow, feeling my throat move against his palm. The knowledge that I’m at Corbin’s mercy, his to do with as he pleases, is nearly enough to have me coming right now. But before I can think too much about our position, he uses his grip on my ass to shift us so that his cock teases my entrance. I’m incredibly wet, but there’s still some resistance as he pushes into me. I feel myself stretching to accommodate him and I do my best to relax, even as every muscle in my body is screaming at me to move. I feel the first metal barbell slide against my g-spot as he presses into me, and I gasp. It’s a new sensation, but I don’t have time to adjust to it before he moves again.

He lifts me up before sliding me back down onto his cock, pushing deeper into me this time. Pleasure radiates outward from between my legs with the movement, pulling a moan from me this time. I try to look down at where we’re joined, but his hold on my neck keeps me from dropping my chin too far. My body clamps down around him, making him groan.

"Relax," he whispers. "Just a little more."

I feel so full of him already, but I force myself to breathe deeply and try to unclench my muscles.

“Almost there, baby” he grits out. “You can take it.”

He lifts me once more before pulling me down again. This time, I feel our hips meet and I know he’s buried as deep as he can go inside me. Fuck, he’s big. My body feels stretched to the limit, but in the best possible way. There’s a slight burning that’s just on this side of pain, but it’s not unpleasant. It’s more intense than anything I’ve felt before. My fingers dig into his shoulders even as I try to convince my muscles to relax. To my surprise, Corbin holds himself still for a moment, allowing me time to adjust to his size. His hand on my throat is squeezing just enough to control my movements, but not my breathing.

“Good girl,” he murmurs, taking my mouth in a deep kiss.

Those two words have more of an effect on me than I would have imagined. His kiss is even more intense with him filling me the way he is. Gradually, I feel my lower body relaxing, growing used to the fullness of him inside me. It’s not like I’m a virgin. I’ve had sex before. But I know none of the guys I’ve been with before were this large. It’s also been months since I’ve had sex. My body isn’t used to this. Not that I’m going to complain. Corbin feels incredible with his strong body pressing against mine, his thick length buried inside me, that hand on my throat. I know I’m going to be sore later, but it’ll be worth it.

I’ve never been with a man as intense and all-consuming as Corbin. Something about finally having that intensity focused solely on me drives me wild. Theurge to move is growing stronger with each moment he stands motionless buried inside me. But I’m pinned between him and the wall, his hand on my throat, unable to do anything but wait for him to continue. Finally, his hips flex the slightest bit as if testing the waters. The move sends an unexpected spike of pleasure through me, making me whimper.

“Okay?” he asks, surprising me with the softness in that single word.

“Yes,” I whisper. “Keep going.”

With one hand gripping my ass and one on my throat, he begins to move. Slowly, but forcefully, he works me up and down on his shaft, my hips rocking hard against his with each downward thrust. Each time, I can feel the slide and pull of his piercings against my g-spot. And each time, the wave of pleasure builds higher inside me, threatening to spill over. The pressure and the pleasure grow with every punishing thrust. All I can do is hold onto Corbin as he pounds into my body over and over. I know I’m close to the edge, but I don’t know how I got here so quickly.

I’m completely at his mercy, and I love it. I never knew it before, but this is what my sex life has been missing. I’ve never been with a man who was so totally in control the way he is right now. I’m powerless against his strength and size; I’m his to do with as he pleases. But I know he won’t hurt me. Everything he’s doing is for pleasure, both his and mine. Even his hand on my throat holding me immobile is for my benefit. It’s becauseI wanted it. The realization is a heady one. It pushes me even closer to that oblivion I crave.

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