Page 15 of Staking His Claim

When I nodded, his eyes dropped to my mouth, one hand going to my blouse to slowly pull the ties. When they unraveled, he deftly freed the buttons, one after the other. Baring my throat, then chest, the feral look building to insane levels when he saw the matching bra.

“My sweet, delightful creature. Is all of this for me?”

“Do you like it?”

“Fuck like. I absolutely love it.” He rolled his hips once more. “Can’t you tell?”

I opened my mouth, but the words garbled when he pushed down one cup and latched onto my nipple, rolling, teasing, biting it until hoarse cries built in my throat once more.

Recalling his admonishing about making too much noise, I clamped my lips between my teeth. But that drew a frown from him.

Without releasing my nipple, his free hand brushed my mouth until I released my lip, then he rubbed the soreness away, before thrusting one finger into my mouth.

He licked my nipple as I licked his finger, then we both sucked on each other at the same time, in perfect, filthy rhythm.

Pleasure spiked higher, making me wetter.

Fletcher moved to my twin nipple, lavished it with equal attention until I was arching again, need clamoring wild and relentless.

He rose onto his elbows having finished undoing my blouse. A drunken glance down showed my reddened nipples, the skin surrounding them faintly red too with his stubble. He slid his finger from my mouth with a pop and a string of saliva followed to one tight peak. We both groaned as he rubbed it over first one, then the other.

Then his eyes going even wilder, his breaths slightly panting, Fletcher reached between us and notched his wide crown at my entrance.

“Are you my good girl, Emily? Because it’s going to be a tight fit. But you’ll try for me, won’t you?” he demanded, part plea, part command.

“Yes, I…I’ll try—oh!”

His first thrust was all pain, little pleasure. I felt crammed and I knew there was more to come. I only realized I was trying to unentangle myself from him when Fletcher hissed and grabbed my hip.

“No, baby. Please, no. I need you. Shh, it’ll get better, I promise,” he said, his voice an urgent, frantic plea as he held me in place, his eyes rushing feverishly over my face. My chest. His nostrils pinched as he slowly pushed back in.

And my heart knocked a wild drumbeat against my ribs, eager to escape?—

Wait. The knock wasn’t inside me. It was from?—

“Fuck off,” Fletcher snarled, his head snapping to the door before he snapped back to me.

The only person Fletcher Knight showed a modicum of deference to was Chester Randall, the semi-retired seventy-two-year-old man who’d started this firm. Everyone else was cannon fodder if they so much as stepped a toe out of line.

I prayed whoever had interrupted him never admitted to it because they would be dead.

Then I prayed for something else altogether when he pulled out and pushed back in. I prayed for deliverance. For…for…for… “Oh God, you’re so big,” I gasped. The burn was crazy, and I doubted I could stretch my pussy enough to take all of him.

“You’re doing so good, baby,” he crooned. His hand slipped between us and rubbed my clit, and the burn eased. “There you go,” he praised. “Such a good, clever girl, taking me inside this heavenly pussy.”

With each roll of his hips, he wedged another inch inside me until I was so full I swore I felt him at the back of my throat.

Fletcher stopped then, his breaths panting, his eyes feral. “Fuck, Emily.Fuck.” Still keeping me locked tight in place, his shaft throbbing urgently inside me, he started to move.

And pleasure slowly, excruciatingly took over from discomfort, Fletcher Knight teaching me that a stupidly monstrous dick was worth taking with patience and expertise.

He fucked me slow and steady, his eyes devouring my every gasp and twitch. The second he spotted my shift into full pleasure, his demeanor changed, driven by purpose.

To drive me out of my mind.

He fucked me until my keening whimpers threatened to turn into tiny screams. Then he stopped, glared down at me until I begged quieter.

Then he started again.

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