Page 83 of Sinful Pleasure

“Use your fucking words, Allyn.”

I choke, gasping for air as his fingers rolled over my clit again and again. He sinks another finger and I moan as I cling to him. His palm is rubbing against my sex with each thrust of his fingers, sending sparksthrough my core.

“Yes, please. Faster.”

I want to hate him for the way he is putting his hands on me, as if he has some claim on me, as if he has right to touch me wherever he pleases.But it’s so hard to remember to hate him when his touch leaves a trailof electricity in it’s wake. It’s hard to remember I should hate him when I arch my back, desperate for more of him.

And when he forced his lips on mine, devouring me with his tongue, I forgot I should hate him at all.

His fingers are moving inside me with the same roughness he is kissing me, desperate and needy.He tastes of lawless violence and forbidden temptation. He tastes like everything I should run away from. But I find myself deepening the kiss instead.

“Tell me Allyn,” he grows against my lips, sinking his fingers to the heat inside me as I cried out in his hand.

“Will you let me fuck you right here, right now, with all these people waiting for you behind this door?’’ he bit my lip, circling my clit. ‘‘I bet you would love that. You would love to let them hear you begging like the greedy little brat you are.’’

My orgasm rips through me with the next thrust of his fingers. I chased the mad waves, my body spasming as he fucked me with his fingers even harder. I cried out in between our kisses, but he swallowed my sounds, feasting on them like a sweet victory.

My pussy squeezed around his fingers, my juices milking his fingers as he let out a groan, hiding his face in the crook of my neck, biting hard.

The next thing I knew, my front was pressing against the wall. Warmth seeps into my skin where his big hands touched my waist after lifting my dress higher.

I heard the sound of his belt unbuckling followed with the sound of a condom ripped open.I don’t protest when his rough hand slides down the front of my thighs and forces my legs apart. I couldn’t, not when I was a mess for him.

I pushed my body back, searching for a contact, to feel him.

His fingers dug into my waist as he lined himself on my entrance and forcefully pushed inside me in one hard thrust.

‘‘Oh My-’’ my moans were muffled by his hand.

I could feel every inch pushing inside me and it was too much. I rolled myeyes back, resting my head against the wall.

Then I heard a knock on the door, making me freeze and snap my eyes open.

“Miss Delgado, is everything all right?”

Maddox pushed out only to force himself fully inside me, squeegeeing my ass cheeks in his big hands. I bit my lip to stop my moans.

‘‘Answer her,’’ a deep groan leaves his throat, pulling almost all the way out of me, leaving just the tip of him inside. ‘‘Answer her while I fuck your needy pussy.’’

‘‘I hate you.’’ I gasp only for him to hear as he drives into me ‘‘I hate you so fucking much.’’

He only chuckled, kissing the back of my neck.

‘‘Miss Delgado?’’ she repeated.

“Y-y-yes”

I tried to sound as normal as possible which was a hard task.

As if to play with me, Maddox rotates his hips, hitting that one spot inside me, and I had to bite my lip to stop a moan. I hate how good he feels inside me.

‘‘Do you need help with the dress?’’

‘‘No need, I’m coming.’’

‘‘Oh, you are coming alright.’’

Maddox put a warning from behind me followed with a dark laugh.His hand found its way to my neck, his fingers wrapping around it forcing me to the side to kiss me just a roughly as he fuck me against this wall.

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