Page 132 of My Ruthless Opponent

Tugging me forward to the edge he positions his hard cock at my entrance.

I go to wrap my arms around him but with a hand to my chest, he gently flattens me on the table.

He yanks me closer again, hooks my leg over his shoulder, and plunges inside me.

He is stretching me until I feel full. He is filling me as only he can.

He thrusts harder, watching himself getting in and out of my body with hooded eyes.

The sound of our moans fills the room.

I gasp as he increases his pace, forcing my body to surge forward on the table.

“Not so talkative now,” Raleigh smirks while hitting all my spots. My eyes flutter close.

“S-shut up…” I whimper when he pulls all the way out then slams in with brute force.

Fuck. I love it. The pain and the pleasure.

He pulls out of me completely and I groan in vain. “What the fuck, Raleigh?” What is it with this asshole?

Before I can choose which insult to hurl his way, he tugs me up until I am sitting. He gets me off the table then turns me so that I am facing the table.

“Be a good girl and bend over. I want to fuck you from behind.”

I do as he says for two reasons. First, because I want him inside me. And second, because I found his command hot. But that doesn’t mean I do it quietly. “Fuck you.”

He lets out a burst of deep laughter. “Keep talking like that. We both know you come harder when you are angry.”

My face is crimson and I am glad he can’t see me right now.

He fondles my ass for a few beats. I am about to snarl at him when he thrusts inside.

“Harder…” I groan. The ache in my belly is escalating. I need relief. And he is prolonging it.

“I am calling the shots here, princess.” He spanks my ass.

“Says who.”

“Your fiancé that’s who.” He thrusts agonizingly slow.

“Fakefiancé.” I don’t know why I said it. Maybe to see how he’ll react.

He stills. And I am too much of a coward to face him.

We are already on a rollercoaster with everything that’s going on, and maybe I ruined the mood by saying it.

My thoughts are interrupted when I feel a sting. My ass cheek is on fire! He spanked me again. This time, much harder than before.

“Hey—”

“Not a single word, Hannah.” He says and that’s all the warning I get before he begins pounding into me.

His hips rock into me as he keeps at it.

Soon I scream as I climax but he is nowhere near done.

Raleigh drives into me, his hands clutching my hair.

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