Page 20 of Prez's Property

Which was quite a bit.

He pulled my shirt over my head before unhooking my bra, tossing it to the floor. He worshipped my chest, his tongue laving over my nipples, his massive hands and fingers squeezing the tender flesh, sending shockwaves of pleasure straight to my core.

I rubbed against him, desperately needing friction. I needed something. I felt empty, my core clenching. Just from the stimulation of my nipples, I was on the verge of coming.

He leaned up and yanked my shorts and panties down my legs before shoving his fingers inside of me, his thumb working my clit as he moved his mouth back to my breasts. I came within moments, screaming his name, my body trembling on the sweaty table that I’d just cleaned.

I squeaked when he dragged me to the edge of the table and spun me around. Using my cum, he lubed up my ass and his cock before he played with my clit, sinking deep into my tight ass.

“Fuck,” he groaned, slowly easing inside of me. I whimpered, my hands flat on the table, nothing to grip. He felt so good inside of me, and with his fingers working my clit, I was on the verge of coming again. “I’ll never get over how tight this perfect ass is.”

He moaned when he settled deep inside of me. He gave me a minute to adjust before he slipped his fingers inside of me, finger fucking me as he took my ass. He started slow, letting my body fully get used to him before he began to pound in and out of me.

I had no doubt my screams reached beyond the chapel, but I didn’t give a fuck.

Elijah had just claimed me as his old lady, and that meant the whole goddamn world to me.

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When we emerged from the chapel, Tanner shot a knowing smirk in my direction. My hair was a fucking mess, and my legs and ass were sore. Walking was definitely a bit of a task, but I managed, not a hint of shame on my face.

Elijah turned me to face him once everyone turned to look at us. He covered my lips with his, kissing me slow and deep before he looked at everyone else. “She agreed to be my fucking old lady!” he cheered.

A party ensued from there.

Music pounded through the speakers. Tanner began to serve drinks. Elijah didn’t even bother grabbing a beer. He just dragged me to the makeshift dance floor. Our bodies moved together to the upbeat music, both of us becoming highly turned on by the way our bodies were moving together.

His mouth found mine as he gripped my ass in his hands, hauling me closer, both of us grinding together. Our tongues danced just as erotically as our bodies, intertwining in a hot as hell tangle.

“Take me,” I begged him, my hands sliding under his shirt.

“Doll, we’re not going to make it to my fucking room,” he warned me, his dark eyes meeting mine before he kissed me again.

“I don’t care.” I moaned when he palmed my breast, squeezing the tender flesh roughly. “Fuck me here. I don’t give two shits if everyone watches. I’m yours.” I smiled coyly at him, using his jealousy against him. “It’s not something everyone hasn’t seen before.”

That got him.

With a growl, he spun me around to face the nearest table. My shorts dropped within a few seconds, and then he sank deep into my cunt, his hand pulling at my hair as he fucked me like the savage he was known to be.

“Fuck yeah!” Tanner cheered. Then, I saw Dawson settle her on the bar and strip her from her jeans before fucking her as well.

I became lost in the sensations of Elijah pounding in and out of my sopping pussy, claiming me in one of the only ways he knew how.

And this man? He was definitely staking his claim. He was letting every man know in the fucking building that I was now untouchable by everyone except him.

“Elijah,” I moaned, getting so close. “I need—”

He circled my clit with his fingers. I screamed his name, clutching the sides of the table as we both found our releases, his cum shooting deep into my cunt, coating my walls with his seed.

He pressed his lips to the back of my neck, his breath fanning over my skin as he panted. “Mine,” he rumbled, not able to utter much else.

I nodded, my heart racing so hard and so fast that I could feel the beat of it within my teeth.

I completely belonged to the president, and I couldn’t have fucking been happier.

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I stumbled into Elijah, giggling as I did so. It was the first time I’d been able to join in on all the drinking festivities, and I was wasted.

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