Page 158 of Devil Mine

His voice turns honeyed as he whispers the words against the shell of my ear. “That I would whip your ass.”

I moan in response and his hand tightens around my throat.

“Do you think you deserve to be punished?”

“Y-yes.”

He releases me and I slide slowly down his body until my feet touch the floor.

“Bend over my desk and show me where you want me to punish you.”

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Chapter Fifty-Seven

Tess

Pulsing need shoots straight to my pussy at his sultry order. I turn around and grab my shorts, shimmying them down my hips and stepping out of them as requested.

Thiago presses suddenly against my back, his hand wrapping around my throat from behind. His lips find my ear.

“Those shorts,amor,” he growls. “Never wear them out of the house again.”

I nod wordlessly, my skin burning up, and he takes a step back. My panties come off next as I hear him walk to the door and lock it. When he turns back towards me, I’m already splayed across his desk with my ass on display for him.

He groans loudly as he walks back up to me.

“So pretty and so obedient.” A reverent hand comes down to gently caress my bare skin. “I won’t use my belt today. I need to feel this ass heating beneath my palm.”

And then he pulls back and a vicious slap comes down on my right cheek.

I jerk forward, my hips hitting the edge of the desk and adding to the delicious pain. He bunches my strappy top high on my back and licks a sloppy line from my ass and up my spine as his hand comes down once more, this time on the other cheek. I moan loudly, the cool air brushing against the wet spot on my back and making me shiver.

He yanks my collar and tugs it down, then sinks his teeth into the skin where my neck meets my shoulder, this time slapping my ass three times in sharp succession. Between the attentions of his mouth and the pain of his palm on my skin, I’m near delirious with lust.

“Never mention divorce again,” he warns. “I won’t be so forgiving next time.”

“I didn’t!” I gasp, trying to catch my breath. “I thought that’s what you wanted.”

Thiago cups my nape and pins me against the desk, keeping me from arching upwards every time he spanks me. His hand comes down time and time again, alternating between savage hits and greedy caresses of his fingers digging into my reddened skin. Tears sting the corners of my eyes at the same time as arousal coils tightly in my belly. I’m soaking wet and desperate for him to fuck me.

“If someone held a gun to my head and had me choose between death or divorcing you, I’d reach up and pull the trigger myself,” he replies gutturally.

He flips me over and sits me on his desk. I flinch when my burning ass makes contact with the cold surface but he yanks me mercilessly to the edge, positioning himself between my parted legs. Grabbing my top with both hands, he tears it off me and sends the buttons flying.

I reach for him as his lips come down on my breasts, sucking my hard nipples frenziedly into his mouth. I groan as I arch into him and he fumbles blindly with the button of his trousers like an excited teen. He gets them opened and pushes them past his ass and then his cock is pressing against my entrance and he shoves in to the hilt.

A shocked breath expels from my lungs at the savageness of his thrust. My nails dig into his back as I hold on for dear life. He fucks me dementedly. It’s hard and desperate. Angry and possessive. Rough and uncaring. And totally, completely, soul-destroying. His hands are everywhere as his cock moves in and out of me, claiming my pussy with vicious thrusts. He buries his face in the crook of my neck and when his lips close around my pulse point, I fall apart. I come loudly and liberally, grinding my clit against his pelvis as I hold him against me.

“I love it when you scream for me,amor,” he grunts against my throat.

He keeps fucking me through my orgasm, lifting me into his arms and walking me around to the other side of the desk. He’s so strong that he bounces me up and down his length as he walks, impaling me so deeply on his cock that he reaches a place he never has before.

He lifts me off his cock and flips me over his desk, driving back inside me from behind with a feverish groan. I hear the sound of a drawer opening followed by rustling around and then my cheeks part and a wet finger presses against my ring of muscles.

“Time for me to claim all of you,” he announces.

I stiffen and a keening cry leaves my lips when he pushes in, sliding his finger in to the hilt. There’s a bite of pain, but the main sensation is fullness. He starts thrusting his finger in tandem with his cock in my pussy. My eyes roll back into my head at the overwhelming feeling of being taken in both holes. I feel the loss when he pulls out but gasp loudly when he pushes his finger in my pussy next to his cock, stretching me beyond my limit.

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