Page 65 of Claimed By Desire

Slowly, he pulls off his boxer briefs.

I catch a glimpse of a thick, vein-covered cock before I look up at the ceiling.

“Okay, I get it, you’re a controlling ape. Please put your clothes back on.”

“Not until you’ve been punished, my disobedient, willful little wife.”

I let out a whimper. Holyshitthat is the hottest single sentence a man has ever uttered. This shouldn’t be driving me crazy right now, but I know what Alex can do to me, and the worst part is, I want him to.

I want him to give meeverything.

The door to the shower tugs open and he steps inside. Water runs down his sculpted chest in rivers. Even though it’s a pretty big stall, I back away until I’m against the wall.

He’s still got the t-shirt in his hand, and now I’m starting to wonder what he’s doing with it.

“What are you going to do to me?” I ask in a very small voice. I have both arms over my breasts and my legs slightly crossed.

His gazes rakes down me, lingering on my wet pubic hair, before meeting my eyes again.

“You are going to turn around, put your hands on the wall, and open your mouth. I’m going to shove this shirt between your lips, make you bite down, and then fuck you while you scream with your pathetic little gag keeping you quiet. And if you’re a good girl, and you take my cock the way I know you want to, I’ll let you come. But if you don’t, I’ll drive my dick into your throat until you swallow my every drop, and I’ll leave you quivering and frustrated when I’m done. Do you understand me?”

My jaw drops open.

Holy freaking shit.

My brain lights on fire. All my triggers pull. My knees tremble and my arms go weak. My lips are numb as my heart hammers into my throat.

This is crazy. Objectively crazy. I should tell him to get the hell out of here. I should do anything but obey.

The second I give in to Alex is the second he takes everything from me.

But the sickest part is, that’s what I want.

He knows me. When he looks at me, heseesme. I can’t hide from him, and I don’t want to. It pisses me off that this frustrating, perfectionist dick bag is the only human in the whole world that makes me feel this way, but I can’t pretend like it’s not happening.

The moment stretches. He grips the wet shirt tighter in his hand and the veins in his forearm pop. Fuck, that’s so sexy. The way the water drips down his face makes me want to moan, and he hasn’t even touched me yet.

“Are you going to obey, little wife?” he whispers. “Or am I going to have to punish you even worse?”

Slowly, like in a dream, I drop my arms. He looks at my breast and he licks his lips. My nipples are stiff and tender and my legs are shaking as I turn around and put my hands on the wall.

“That’s a good fucking girl,” he says, his voice trembling ever so slightly, and it drives me wild with desire.

He comes close and uses his knee to spread my legs. I gasp as his hand moves up my body, first teasing my breasts, then wrapping around my throat. His lips find my neck and he peppers me with gentle kisses.

“Open your mouth,” he commands.

I obey, tongue out, looking back over my shoulder. His eyes are hooded with desire.

“Bite down.” He pushes the wet shirt between my lips. I bite it gently.

Then he pulls my hair. I moan, the noise stifled by the gag. He holds my hair tight as his other hand reaches around my hips and begins to tease my pussy. Pleasure bursts into my mind and I lean into my hands, pushing my hips back against him as his strokes my clit up and down before burying his fingers inside of me.

Oh my god, it feels so fucking good.

“You’re soaking wet, baby,” he whispers as he bites my shoulder and pushes his fingers in deeper. IT feels so fucking good, and the fact that I can’t say anything back only makes it that much hotter. “I knew you’d want your punishment. The moment I saw you staring at me, I knew what you wanted.”

He’s right. That’s the sick part. Whenever he’s around, I want this, and that desire wars with the hatred I feel toward him when I think about our relationship. He’s been such a bastard to me over the years, and yet this, right here, letting him dominate and pleasure me, it’s the best sex I’ve ever experienced in my life.

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