Page 49 of The Heir

"You wouldn't have, because you're too strong willed, Isobel-"

"No I'm not!" I grit back. I wiggle against him as he fucks into me, making the limo rock hard.

"-Too hard headed."

I clench my jaw and glare at him. His beratement of me reminding me of the situation I'm in. How he's just claiming me like a prize. I shouldn't be letting him think I enjoy this like I am.What the hell is wrong with me?

Fighting back my next orgasm I hold my breath, tensing.

King's hand moves fast, slapping my cheek. Not hard, but enough to have me exhale and suck in another breath to cuss him out."Breathe,"he says.

A wince flits over his face, and he picks up the tempo to a rather harsh one, not letting me cut myself off from him. I'm not used to fucking like this, and my body is short circuiting. My overstimulated nerves feel like they're on fire, and my abdomen and toes cramp with how hard I'm clenching them. Our bodies slap harshly together as he refuses to give me any mercy.

"King," I gasp. Clutching his forearms I thrash my head, feeling my visiongo dizzy.

Oh God, I'm going to pass out with him fucking me.

I roll and he lets me, pulling out on a displeased hum. I whimper at the loss of the heavy feel inside of me, reaching an arm out the door, towards the bright lights of the garage intent on my freedom. Intent on escape from this man who seems to possess the power to make me not myself.

"We're not done," King grits out in a hoarse voice and takes my hips in a harsh grip.

I startle as he hauls me up to my knees and then slams into me again, making my hand clench around the doorway and near the floor to help keep myself stable. I squeal, feeling him pull me back further into the limo as he begins straight pounding into me.

"Ahhh…uhhhnnnn…." I complain, my mouth dropping open.

He's stretching my walls out, and with every thrust in, he hits the back of me and grinds, causing me to flutter around him. Stars dot my vision and I suddenly collapse onto my chest, feeling my body bob up and down and our flesh slap together rhythmically.

"That's right beautiful, you're doing so good. So perfect." He flips me over and then leans down, sucking my nipple back into his mouth and that does it.

My face pinches, and my brows draw together as an orgasm hits me so hard and fast I scream out in shock and flinch, jerking my knees back further as he sinks completely into me and then groans. My eyes widen as he swells and throbs before bursting, feeling the hot lash of his semen fill me, making a fission of excitement enter me along with it. Thank goodness I'm on birth control.

My eyes snap wide at the reminder.

My pills, what the fuck am I going to do about my pills!

I stare at King tiredly, through hooded lids, seeing his broad chest heaving, his face is flushed and damp with sweat. He leans down and gives me a slow, thorough kiss that feels like it lasts forever. We kiss until both our heart beats slow and I'm able to half catch my breath. King strokes my hair and nibbles my lips before speaking."That'swhat it's like to be fucked right, Isobel."

My mouth forms an "o" at the realization that he was probably trying to fulfill one of my fantasies I vented to him in my drunken state tonight. Relieved, I let out a little tired giggle, then another one. King tilts his head and then grins at me before arching a brow. He's still breathing hard, and the sight of him exerting himself like this for me makes my blood race in my veins.

Because,as he should be,he just put in a lot of work.

"What is it, baby? What's so funny?"

"Boy, when you commit, you reallycommitdon't you?' I keep talking, ignoring him furrowing his brow and his eyes dragging down my face in that thorough way of his. "Though role playingisreally sexy, I think maybe this should have been more of like a….eighthdate type of thing, don't you think?"

A weird look crosses his face and he frowns. But I continue to speak, so tired at this point I feel delirious, and the heavy throbbing in my pussy is distracting.

"Isobel…"he starts, but I keep talking.

"I mean,I'll forgive you.But next time we need to sit down and talk about boundaries, what we like… triggers… that sort of thing. This is something we should have talked about before you enacted an abduction scene with another person."

King raises both his eyebrows now, but I'm still going, even going so far as to pat his arm with my hand. He looks down at my hand with an amused look on his face before his eyes return to mine.

"But you did good. It was real good…real believable. But…" I sigh deeply, truly tired and high on endorphins. "I don't think I have the energy to try and book a hotel room. I'm sorry, I'm just too tired. Can I sleep here tonight?" At his continued silence I lick my lips. "Or I can sleep in the limo? I don't really care… but I need to sleep. I can't think straight I'm so tired."

Honestly, I feel like I've been hit by a brick truck. I wince as he pulls out of me slowly and gives me another sweet kiss. King's kisses really are to die for.

"Of course, you can sleep here tonight, sweetheart," he says.

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