Page 28 of Shatter Me

But I’m not ready to give in yet. I want to draw this out, to savor every moment. I continue to tease her, sliding the tip of my cock through her wetness, torturing us both.

“You feel so good, Tash,” I whisper, my control slipping as my need for her builds. “So fucking warm and wet.”

Her hands grip the edges of the desk, knuckles white as she struggles not to push me inside her. “Please,” she begs again, her hips bucking up to meet me. “I need you inside me.”

“Not yet.” My voice is a gravelly demand. “I want to hear you beg with more finesse.”

Her chest heaves as she tries to catch her breath. “I want your cock. Please, I need you to fuck me. Fill me up.”

“Better.” I trace a finger along her slit, savoring her gasp. “But I want to hear more. Tell me, what do you want me to do to your pretty pussy?”

Her eyes, dark with desire, lock on mine as her hips writhe beneath my touch. “I want you to fuck it. Please. Slide that thick cock inside me and stretch me so fucking wide.”

The wanton way she begs for it sends a shot of lust straight to my cock. “You want me to fuck that tight pussy, do you?” I ask. “You want me to stretch you around my cock and make you come?”

“Yes.” Her voice is a plea now, all pretense gone. “Please, Dmitri. I need you. I’m so wet and aching for you.”

My control is slipping fast. “Say it again.” A rough demand. “Tell me how wet your pussy is for me.”

Her hands tangle in my hair as she pulls me down for a fierce kiss. “I’m so fucking wet for you,” she whispers against my lips. “You make me so hot. I’ve never wanted anyone like this.”

I groan, my body moving closer to hers as her words ignite my need. I grab her wrists in one of my hands, bringing them above her head. “Such a good girl.”

She arches her back, pressing her chest against mine. “I want you in my pussy,” she pants, her breath hot against my neck. “Fuck me, Dmitri. Please, just fuck me hard.”

The throaty demand sends me over the edge. I slam into her, our gazes locked as her heat envelops me. “Fuck,” I grit out, my eyes sliding shut at the tight, wet pressure.

Her nails dig into my skin, her head falling back as she cries out. “Yes, just like that,” she moans, her legs wrapping around my waist. “Harder. Fuck me harder.”

I thrust into her, my hips snapping as her body welcomes me. Her heat surrounds me, drawing me in deeper. I feel her everywhere—the slide of her skin against mine, her breath on my neck, her nails scoring my back.

“Harder, Dmitri,” she pants, legs locking around my waist. “Fuck me like you mean it.”

Her words are like a drug, spurring me on. I lean down, capturing her mouth in a fierce kiss, plundering her mouth as my hips work relentlessly. I want to brand her, mark her as mine, and the thought sends a fresh surge of need through me.

“I want to feel you come around my cock,” I growl, my lips brushing hers as I speak.

“Then make me,” she challenges, raking her nails down my back. “Make me come for you.”

Her boldness sends a jolt of pure lust through me, and I pound into her, claiming her mouth in a kiss that borders on violence. Her moans fuel my desire, and I lose myself in the sensations, the feel of her clenching around me, her nails digging into my skin.

“You feel so fucking good,” I grunt, my eyes sliding shut as pleasure rolls through me. “Tight... so tight.”

“You like that?” she teases, fingers raking through my hair. “You like my pussy squeezing your cock?”

“Fuck, yes,” I groan, my hips snapping as I thrust into her. “You have no idea how good this feels. How much I’ve wanted this.”

“Then take it,” she demands, her voice pure sin. “Take what you want from me.”

I grab her hips and flip her around, pushing her down over the desk. Her moan of surprise turns into a gasp as I smack her ass, leaving a red handprint on her creamy skin.

“You like that, don’t you?” I growl in her ear, burying my cock deep inside her. “You like it when I take what I want.”

“Yes,” she pants, her chest pressing into the cool wood. “More... please.”

I slap her ass again, leaving another mark. “Such a good girl.”

I yank her hair, tilting her head back. “I’m going to fuck you so hard, you won’t be able to walk straight tomorrow,” I murmur.

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