Page 26 of Liberate Us

“If youwant to stop, we will, but if you don’t, I will eventually show you just howsick and depraved I can be, my Little Red.” Sammy pushed into me as deep as mybody would allow. “You say the word. If you don’t, we will explore thistogether and I will show you. All of me.”

“I wantthat,” I cried out as a fast release slammed into me.

Sammyremoved his boot from my head and grabbed fistfuls of my hair. He pulled meupright, picked up speed with his hips, and fucked me on the ground like theslut I wanted to be for him.

Amber

My legs trembled, mythighs shook, and mybody tensed as another release slid through every inch of me. We were now at amotel, in a bed. Once we had entered the room, I never got very far beforeSammy grabbed me, picked me up off my feet, and threw me down on top of the mattress.The first night with him had been nothing short of amazing but this, this wason a whole other level. Something I had always wanted and tried getting fromAaron but couldn’t. I wanted to be used and degraded. I thought I had trustedmy late husband enough that I could get it from him and ask about making oursex life spicier, but he didn’t take it well and felt it more of an insult thana suggestion.

With Sammy,he read my body like a book. Each breath and moan I took, were words tellinghim that what he was doing was right. Everything was just…right.

It was likeas soon as he fucked me in the woods, a part of him had been unleashed. A partI knew was there but was nervous to meet at the same time.

“That’s ityou fucking slut, come for me.” His hands were wrapped around my throat, hiscock deep inside of me, and his eyes locked with mine. “Such a needy littlewhore.”

“God.” Ishivered at his words. Although they were rude and vulgar, something deepinside of me trusted that he didn’t actually mean them. “More, please more.”

A sly grinspread on his face as his hands tightened around my throat.

My pussycontracted, squeezing around his cock as my thighs shook. My body tensed, myarms pulling on the belt wrapped around my wrists as every inch of me burned withpleasure.

It had beenthe first time he hadn’t taken me from behind and while my hands were boundabove my head and I couldn’t actually touch him, I liked seeing him in all hisnaked glory. He had wrapped his belt around my wrists and a bedpost, so theonly way I could get out of my restraints was if I used my safeword. It wasexhilarating to say the least, both of us knowing I wouldn’t utter that word nomatter how far and twisted Sammy took the sex.

He had atattoo on his ribs that said Mom and Dad in fancy script along with two dates.Other than that, he was completely bare of ink and piercings, but he was hard,everywhere. He had a few scars, from fighting I imagined, but he was still amasterpiece. Beautiful in the way he moved. His hips thrust forward, his browfurrowed, determined to get his orgasm and give me another in return. Hisgrunts and groans made me wetter. His hold on my throat made me moan. His roughtouch made me weak.

Hisdominance had been what I had been looking for all of these years. Before Icould think on that further and how it must have been fate, an orgasm rippedthrough my very soul. It had been so hard, spots danced in my vision. A screamlocked in my throat, unable to get out as the release took all of the air frommy lungs.

Sammytensed, his cock swelling and pulsing inside of me. His own release forced amoan from his lips, his eyes fluttering closed. “Fuck me, pet. So good.”

Abreathless laugh left me.

He openedhis eyes, a cheeky grin spreading on his handsome face. He loosened his grip onmy throat and unbuckled the belt wrapped around my wrists. Before I could touchhim, he linked his fingers in mine and lowered his mouth to my neck. He lickedand sucked along the area where his hands had been a few seconds ago.

Tilting myhead back to give him better access, I reveled in the way his cock twitchedinside of me.

“You good?”he murmured against my skin.

“Yeah.” Isighed. “Very good.”

He liftedhis head, staring down at me. “How are your wrists?” he asked, running his thumbsback and forth over the red marks the belt had caused.

“Fine.” Icircled my wrists, showing him that I was, in fact, fine. “Promise.”

I didn’task him to kiss me. I knew he would, in time. Because I also wasn’t stupid.What we had, what we were doing, was far from being over.

“If youwon’t let me kiss you, can I at least touch you?” I would get him to kiss me,eventually, but for now, I knew when to not cross that line. Especially when Ididn’t want to do something to fuck this up between us.

Sammy releasedmy hands and sat back on his heels, pulling me up and into his arms. His handsroamed down my back, his fingers dancing along my skin sent a wave ofgoosebumps along my flesh.

Brushing mythumb along his bottom lip, I ran my other hand through his hair.

His eyesnever strayed from mine. It was unnerving in the way he looked at me. It wasalmost like he was looking deep into my soul for an answer to a question Ididn’t know.

As hishands roamed over my ass, his fingers slid between the cheeks of my rear.

I shivered,pushing my ass into his touch.

He grunted,kissing the side of my throat. “Are you on the pill?”

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