Page 111 of Sinful Games

She wants me to fucking prove it?

Fucking’ hell.

Fuck it.

“You want me to prove it?” I growled, my voice low and edged. “Alright, but remember,youasked for it.”

With a surge of unrestrained determination, I shoved her against the billiards table. Her chest and head hit the smooth wood, her dress bunched around her waist as I yanked her panties aside.

Without hesitation, I yanked down my pants, letting my cock spring free, and slammed into her from behind. She let out a sharp cry, her hands gripping the table’s edge.

I grabbed her hips, my fingers digging in hard, keeping her steady as I drove into her like a beast, our bodies crashing together in a wild storm of need and frustration.

“You wanted to be fucked, right?” I grunted, sweat dripping from my forehead. “You wanted me to show you how much I fucking want you.” My thrusts were relentless, each one driving deeper into her tight, warm pussy.

Fuck, she’s the best fuck I’d ever had. Her pussy was mine now, completely.

“Well, here I am, baby. Take my dick like the good little slut you are.”

“Alexsei—” she tried to speak, but I cut her off with a firm grip on her neck and a sharp slap on her ass that left a blazingmark.

“Shut up, you wanted this, Caia,” I rasped, my hand clutching her hip while the other held her neck firmly. “You dirty girl, you fucking slut. Bet this is what you wanted all along, huh? Ignoring your phone all day to drive me fucking mad.”

She shook her head, but her moans grew louder, her eyes squeezed shut, mouth open in pure ecstasy. Each thrust sent shivers through her body—I could see it, feel it, as her breath came in desperate gasps.

“Can’t you feel it,moya solnyshka? How your pussy’s made for my cock?” I said, punctuating each word with a firm spank. “How your ass was made to grind against me? How your body was meant to be fucked byme?”

She nodded, biting her lip hard.

“Damn, Caia, when you rode that pillow like the slut you are, I almost fucking lost it,” I laughed darkly. “How lucky am I to have a filthy girl like you, begging for my dick like it’s your lifeline?”

She moaned again, her body moving with the rhythm of my thrusts. She had succeeded—now I was consumed by her. She was my fucking lifeline.

“Say it, Caia,” I urged, feeling her pussy tighten around me, her orgasm building. “Say you fucking want me.”

“Oh god, Alexsei?—”

I smacked her ass. “Say it!”

“I want you s-so much,” she gasped, a throaty moan escaping her lips. “I-I want you so much I don’t know what to do. I can’t help but want you, Alexsei.”

With a final, high-pitched moan, her pussy clenched around my cock so fiercely that I groaned in pleasure. She whimpered and shook as she came, her body trembling against mine. Finally, I came hard, her name a fervent whisper on my lips.

Collapsed on top of her, chest to her back, face buried in her neck, my cock still buried deep inside her, I let my breath warm her skin.

After what felt like an eternity, as we both caught our breath, she finally spoke, and her words made my heart skip a beat. “I love you too, Alexsei.”

Chapter

Thirty-Five

“Everything you can imagine is real.”

?Pablo Picasso

Caia

I took a sip from the cup of water Alexsei brought me and stretched a bit, pulling the cover tighter around my naked chest.

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