Page 55 of Accidental Abduction

“You okay, baby? I don’t want to hurt you.”

Her eyes were soft, the intensity of her hazel hued gaze focused squarely on me. “Just a little sore. But I want to be close to you.”

“I’ll be gentle,” I whispered, tucking my face into her neck as I slowly rolled my hips, enjoying the way she sunk her fingernails into my back to keep me close.

“But I like it better when you’re not.”

“Later, baby. We’ve got all the time in the world for me to fuck you raw until you’re sitting funny for days. And to leave reminders of just how hungry I am for you on your skin,” I growled into her neck, leaving a trail of teasing kisses behind instead of bite marks on my way to her luscious mouth.

“I love your marks.”

And I love you,I thought as I slipped my hand behind her neck, gripping the sides and kissing her as I made love to her for the second time, exhaling in relief when she clenched around me minutes later, my release filling her when I couldn’t hold off any longer.

Because I had absolutely no self-control around this woman, and I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to.

Hudson

“Ohfuck, harder! Go harder! Hit me like you mean it,“ she screamed, her legs tensing as I lifted my hand, flicking my wrist and watching as little red welts rose on the creamy skin of her ass with each pass of the leather tails on the flogger clutched in my fist.

The fire crackled on the other side of the room, and I still couldn’t believe this was my life. That the insanely hot naked woman draped across my lap was mine, and that in a few days, she’d be moving into my house.

Four months ago, I couldn’t imagine sharing my space with someone—thewhoin mind I wouldn’t even name because she wasn’t worth taking up space in my head—and now I couldn’t wait until I could wake up with her in my arms every morning.

Charley had been worried about what would happen with Hazel when I asked her to move in with me, but she’d been surprisingly cool with it. Haz was already picking out a huge wrap-around desk with a built-in drafting table to turn her bestie’s old room into her studio space.

When I found out she’d been talking with our parents to put an addition onto the back of the bar for her to have a drawing studio to work in as her custom illustration business grew, it seemed like it was the perfect time. I was tired of spending any unnecessary time away from Char because of our living arrangements.

Slipping my hand underneath Charley, my fingers slideffortlessly inside her warm, wet heat and her moans increased in pitch as I fucked her with my fingers. As much as I got a rush from giving it, we’d discovered that she came the hardest after I inflicted a little bit of pain.

She’d been hiding a secret stash of toys from me for months and was mortified when I’d found the locked box underneath her bed while we were packing her room. I’d assumed it was important documents or something, but it was full of things she’d accumulated over the last few years and had been afraid to use with a partner.

When she’d suggested sneaking away to the cabin for the weekend to celebrate Valentine’s Day a few weeks early, I’d jumped at the chance to spend the weekend naked together defiling more of the place where we’d discovered how well we worked together as a couple.

“Are you close, baby? I’m dying here,” I groaned, palming my aching cock beneath my boxer briefs.

“One more time,” she begged breathlessly, her fingers digging into the couch cushion next to her face while she braced for the impact.

“Last time,” I panted. “Then I’m fucking you until you soak the couch.”

I lifted my hand, teasingly trailing the tails over her reddened skin, hooking the fingers inside her to rub her in the spot I knew would have her coming all over me in seconds.

“Do it already!” she screamed, rocking her hips into the insistent movements of my fingers.

“It’s still cute you think you’re in charge of this,” I taunted, pausing my hand, and smiling at the frustrated groan she muffled into the leather beneath her face.

“Please,” she whimpered, clenching her pussy around my fingers in a way that had me groaning and my cock throbbing. “Don’t torture me like this. I need to come.”

But I continued edging her, alternating slowly stroking my fingers and gently tracing the leather strands across her skin. When her pants turned into whimpers, I took pity on her, swiping my thumb over her clit and striking her ass with the tails of the floggeruntil she was shaking and crying out, her hips following my hand as she squeezed my fingers.

“Time for a nap, baby?” I teased as I watched her back rise and fall with labored breaths.

She had enough energy to lift her hand, aiming her middle finger at me.

“Just the invitation I was looking for,” I chuckled, pulling her legs off my lap, and stretching them across the couch. I pushed my boxer briefs to the floor, groaning as I stroked my cock a few times before I threw a leg over her thighs, straddling her and aiming for her wet, tight, still pulsing pussy.

She moaned as I pushed inside, rocking back and forth a few times before I leaned over her body, bracing one hand on the arm of the couch and the other on the back of her neck. “You going to come for me again?”

Charley whimpered, but she flexed her hips into each thrust, using her hands to brace herself for the impact.

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