Page 93 of Broken Princess

She follows me into my dad’s house, her heels echoing on the tile as we cross the foyer. I tug her arm, pulling her behind me towards the stairs.

“Wait.” She pulls away, stopping in front of the steps. “What are you doing?”

“Taking you to my room.”

“You said you just needed to grab something, I can wait down here.”

Stalking towards her I say, “I also said if I went to lunch with you, you’d do something for me afterwards.” I lift her over my shoulder. “Guess what, babe. This is afterwards.”

“Logan, we are not doing this in your dad’s house.” When we hit the third landing, she knees me in my stomach. I release her into a heap on the floor, and watch as she turns over, scrambling away on all fours, ass in the air, teasing me.

“You’re fighting me, Jordy.” How many times have I told her what that does to me? Now, there’s no backing out until it’s over.

“Logan, just think about what you’re doing.”

“That’s all I’ve been doing since the day we met. Thinking about doing this.”

I grab her by the ankle, pulling her back towards me. Her hands scrape along the carpet, but the soft piles slip easily through her fingers.

“The staff is here.” She pants, “Do you want them to see this?”

“They won’t come up here, and if they did, this wouldn’t be the first time.” I dig my knee in her back, holding her in place. Shredding her dress, I use a strip of the tattered material as a gag. I destroy her panties next.

She was relaxed with Noel, offered smiles to the guests at the party, and even let Tony Parker, who she just met, kiss her cheek. Then the minute we got back in the car, her walls went up and she’s back to being contrary. The only time we seem to be on the same page is when we’re like this. Interlocking our bodies. I need her to let her guard down. I need her to be completely mine. I need her to submit.

I could take her hard and fast, but I do the opposite. Parting her legs, I worship her lower lips with my tongue. Kissing, sucking. Touching. Her muffled profanities turn to whimpers and moans. Music to my ears.

“Giving in already?” I ask, teething her ear.

She resumes her struggles. A caustic laugh spills from my lips. I love her puny attempts to fight. With one hand, I fiddle with my belt and jeans, rolling the condom down my length. Teasing her folds with the head, I slide just the tip in and pull out. She arches back, grazing her ass against me.

Doing it again, I ask, “I’m sorry, is this not enough?” I drag my nails down her back. “Doesn’t feel so good being teased, does it?”

The noises around the house filter up to the third level, but no one will come up here. The little ones are at school and when they’re not here, the staff knows to stay away.

Her body shakes and she makes a noise that sounds a lot like a laugh, as she tries to pull away again. I had to watch her smile and interact with all those people with Noel at her side, like she’s his. Now she’s running from me.

Holding her in place by the back of her neck, I push inside. Hard. Fast. Unrelenting. The carpet burn she’ll have when I’m done will be worth it. I warned her not to provoke me, and she didn’t listen. She started us on this path, by asking for a hard fuck. Now, I can’t imagine doing it any other way and my inner savage has slipped its leash.

“Dirty, fucking, cunt.” I grunt, pounding her into the floor. “I should rip this condom off, and fuck you the way dirty whores need to be fucked.”

I can’t understand what she’s saying, but I’m sure it’s nothing sweet and compliant. I imagine she’s telling me to go fuck myself. Pulling out, I flip her over, pushing her legs open wider, her knees to her chest as I fuck her. Looking down, her ass is visible, and that sacred place winks at me. The temptation is too much to bare. I pull out again, yanking her to her feet, dragging her the rest of the distance to my room. I lock the door behind us as soon as we’re inside. In my closet, there’s a trunk with a few items I keep here for times like these. I pull out the lube, tossing it on the bed.

Her eyes widen, and she shakes her head when she sees what I have planned. “Oh yes, my love. Today is the day we’re going there.”

Pushing her on the bed, I lick her until she comes, then lick her clean and do it again. Using the lube to coat my fingers, I prime her for what comes next. I take my time stretching her out. Past the point where she’s accepted two fingers. Then three. Adding extra lube to the condom on my cock, I slowly inch inside her, feeling her stiffen against me.

“Almost there baby. Just relax a little more.” She’s panting now, and I ghost my finger across her clit. “I’m gonna make this feel good. I promise.”

She rocks against my hand, as I push a finger inside her slick heat. “That’s it, baby. Fuck my hand, while I fuck this ass.”

I go as slow as I can until she’s thrusting her whole body against me. Releasing the gag, I lean over to kiss her.

“Oh god,” She groans.

“You like that, baby? You like me finally taking this hole? Fuck, I didn’t think anything would feel as good as your pussy or your mouth. This ranks right up there.”

“Logan!”

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