Page 30 of The Perfect Bargain

I approached my breath catching as he reached out, his fingers ghosting over my skin, sending shivers down my spine. “On the bed,” he instructed, his voice a low rumble.

I climbed onto the bed, lying on my back as he stood over me, his gaze devouring every inch of my body. He undressed slowly, methodically, his eyes never leaving mine. The anticipation was electric, my pulse racing as he finally joined me on the bed.

His hands were everywhere, exploring, teasing, and commanding my body with an expertise that left me breathless. He pulled my hair again, his grip firm but gentle, sending jolts ofpleasure through me. His touch was intoxicating, his dominance both thrilling and comforting.

“Are you going to be a good girl for me?” he murmured, his hand sliding down my body, finding its way between my legs.

“Yes,” I breathed, my hips arching against him, desperate for his touch.

He chuckled, a low, deep sound that made my heart race. “Good.” His fingers played around my pussy until he located the small nub of my clit, massaging it expertly. “You’re so wet,” he growled, his touch driving me crazy. “Tell me how it feels.”

“It’s incredible,” I gasped, my hips grinding against his hand. “Don’t stop.”

He didn’t, his fingers circling my clit in a maddening rhythm. I was already so close, teetering on the edge, his every touch sending me closer to release. “Please,” I begged, my body trembling. He pushed a finger inside me, and I cried out, the feeling overwhelming, as he added another, stretching me, filling me. His lips were on my neck, his other hand on my breast as his fingers fucked me in a rhythm that was maddening.

“Do you want more, Ava?” he asked, his voice low and sensual.

“Yes,” I pleaded, my body arching into his.

He moved quickly, flipping me onto my stomach, his hands on my hips, pulling me up. I braced myself on my forearms, my ass in the air, and presented for him. I glanced over my shoulder, watching him admire me.

“Do you have any idea how gorgeous you are?” he said, his hands exploring my curves. “Absolutely stunning.”

I could barely respond, lost in the feeling of his touch. I felt his hand on my ass, a soft, light slap. The sound was like music to my ears. Another, this time harder, and my body trembled with desire. He controlled me with an ease and precision I had neverexperienced, pushing me to my limits and taking me places I’d never been.

He positioned himself behind me, his cock sliding along my slick folds, the sensation driving me insane. His hands on my hips, holding me in place, his control absolute. I heard him shuffle for a second; something ripped, and I assumed he was putting on a condom. He pressed the head of his cock against my entrance, slowly, achingly, filling me.

“Oh god,” I groaned, the feeling almost too much to bear.

“You’re so tight,” he growled, his cock filling me completely. He didn’t hesitate, pounding into me, his movements expert and deliberate. He knew exactly what he was doing, his pace perfect, driving me to the edge.

“More,” I moaned, the pleasure building with every thrust.

He didn’t disappoint, his cock slamming into me, his movements urgent and wild. His other hand reached around, fingers on my clit, rubbing in a frantic rhythm that sent me spiraling out of control. I knew I wouldn’t need to fake anything, just like he wanted, the tension in my body building with each stroke.

“You’re so greedy,” he murmured, his voice low and dangerous. “You want to come, don’t you?” His thrusts were becoming more brutal, more demanding. “Come for me,” he growled, his cock filling me again and again. “Beg me to allow it.”

“Please,” I gasped, the tension coiling tighter, threatening to snap. “Please let me come.”

“Do it,” he growled, his fingers working faster, his cock filling me deeper.

The tension snapped, the orgasm ripping through me, waves of pleasure coursing through my body. I cried out, the feeling overwhelming, his cock slamming into me as his fingers continued to circle my clit. I could feel him tense, but before hereached his climax, he flipped me over on the bed and removed the condom.

“Open up,” he said, his eyes burning with lust.

I obeyed, opening my mouth as he stroked his cock, his eyes locked on mine. “Keep your eyes open,” he commanded, and I did, watching him work his cock with expert precision. He was close, the muscles in his body tensing, his breath coming in short gasps. He groaned, his cock twitching in his hand as thick ropes of cum spurted from the head, coating my tongue and lips. “Swallow every single drop,” he commanded.

I did; the taste was salty and warm. He watched, his expression one of pure ecstasy, as I licked the last few drops from his cock. He smiled, satisfied.

“Good girl,” he said, leaning down and kissing my forehead.

Chapter Twenty-One

Diana

Icouldn’t believe I was here, standing in Damian’s study, the air thick with tension and anticipation. My father-in-law had always had a commanding presence, but tonight, there was something different in the way he looked at me. Something darker, more intense.

“Diana,” he murmured, his voice a low rumble that sent shivers down my spine. “Do you have any idea what you do to me?”

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