Page 21 of Too Many Beds

But that wasn’t enough to make me stop wanting him.

“I don’tjustwant to fuck you, Jasper,” he growled, and let go of my left arm to close a hand lightly around my throat. “I want to wreck you, hold you down and make you beg. I want to mark you as mine, ruin you for anyone else.”

I let out an involuntary whimper and tipped my head back while my trapped cock leaked into my underwear. God, this was fucked up, but the way he manhandled me just made me harder for him. I rolled my hips up against him, trying to show him that yes, that was what I wanted, too.

“I’ll hurt you,” he rasped.

“I don’t care.”

“You fucking should. You deserve better, dammit!”

“But I don’t want better.” My tongue darted out to wet my lips. “I wantyou.”

A deep groan rumbled in his chest before his lips crashed against mine. I gasped, and he took advantage, thrusting his tongue inside to taste me. The kiss was rough and demanding, just like him. He devoured my mouth, nipping and sucking at my lips until they felt bruised and swollen.

His hands roamed my body with a bruising force, yanking at my clothes until he had me naked and writhing beneath him. I clawed at his back, trying to pull him closer, needing to feel his skin against mine.

Lee grabbed my wrists and pinned them above my head with one large hand. “Keep them there.”

“But Lee, I want to touch you.”

“You’ll take what you’re given,” he growled against my neck before biting down.

I cried out, my back arching off the bed as he marked me. He licked and sucked at the tender skin, sending jolts of painful pleasure straight to my aching cock.

“This is what you asked for,” he said, blunt nails raking over my nipples. “I warned you, didn’t I? Warned you I was a fuckinganimal, but you wouldn’t fucking listen, would you? Well, this is your last chance to back out. If you don’t stop me now…”

I whimpered and squirmed under his touch, fighting to grind against his body, to find any friction I could, but he wouldn’t let me. “Please, Lee,” I begged shamelessly. “More.”

Lee growled deep in his throat as he grabbed my hips and flipped me onto my stomach. I gasped as he yanked my ass up into the air and blushed as I felt him spreading me open.

“God, look at you," Lee rasped, his calloused hands kneading. “So fucking gorgeous like this, all spread out for me. You want my cock, don't you, baby? Want me to stretch this tight little hole and fill you up?”

“Yes, please Lee,” I whimpered, pushing my ass back against him. “I need you inside me so bad.”

He delivered a sharp slap to my right cheek, making me yelp. “Greedy little slut. Don't worry, I'm gonna give you exactly what you need. Eventually.”

I twisted around, intending to ask him what he meant, but I didn’t get a chance.

Without warning, he buried his face between my cheeks. I cried out at the first swipe of his tongue over my hole and threw myself face-first into the worn pillows, shaking uncontrollably. Lee let out a dark laugh and lapped at me again, teasing my entrance with the tip of his tongue before plunging inside.

My fingers scrabbled at the sheets, fisting the cheap cotton as he ate me out with a single-minded determination. Obscene slurping sounds filled the room, punctuated by my loud moans. I'd been with plenty of guys, even if I usually had to pay for it, but I’d never had this. Never even thought I’d want it, but I’d have done anything for Lee.

I rocked my hips, fucking myself on his tongue, chasing more of that molten pleasure he offered. This was heaven, better than heaven. Better than I ever could’ve imagined it’d be.

I closed a hand around my weeping cock and started to jerk myself in time with the movements of his tongue, chasing my release.

Lee pulled away with a growl and slapped my ass again. “Quit that.”

“But Lee…” I whined. “I need to come.”

He grunted and shoved my face down into the mattress harder. “You’ll come on my cock or not at all. Understand?”

I flailed a little, fighting to get my mouth and nose clear of the mattress enough to breathe, and then nodded.

“Good boy. Now hold still for me. I’m not done getting you ready.”

I heard the click of a bottle cap and soon felt a slick finger circling my entrance. He teased me for a moment before pressing inside to work me open with skilled fingers, adding more lube as he stretched me wider. By the time he had three fingers pumping in and out, I was a writhing, moaning mess, fucking myself back on his hand.

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