Page 39 of Liberate Us

Sammy:You gotta catch up, babe. I’m already at your door.

My eyeswidened.

Quicklyleaving the bed, I headed to the door and checked the peephole.

“Let mein,” Sammy said from the other side of the door.

Unlockingit, I opened it. At the same time, Sammy pushed his way inside and right intomy arms. He kicked the door closed, locked it back up, and scraped his teeth upthe length of my throat.

My bodyburned at the slight tinge of pain his teeth caused. “I wasn’t expecting to seeyou tonight.”

“I know.”

We neverdid get a chance to talk about it since his mouth covered mine. I stillcouldn’t get used to the fact that he was now finally kissing me.

“I know youleave tomorrow for your mom’s place, but I need you right now.” His mouthbrushed down the length of my jaw to my ear. “I need you hard, pet.”

I shiveredat the desperation seeping from him. “Take me, however you want.”

“You sure?”He cupped my ass, pulling me flush against his hard body. “I don’t want to hurtyou but fuck me, do I want to make you remember me.”

“Yes, God.”I ran my hands through his hair, holding him tight. “I’m sure.”

Sammy spunme around. “Safeword.”

“Tyler,” Iwhispered, placing my hands against the wall for support.

“Goodgirl.” He lowered to his knees behind me. “Use it if needed.”

Before Ihad a chance to comprehend what he was doing, he had my shorts lowered and hismouth between the cheeks of my ass. I moaned, pushing into him. His tonguepenetrated a part of me I never expected could be used for pleasure. All toosoon, he was standing behind me. His fingers had replaced his tongue, runningback and forth over the tight rim.

“I need youhere.” He fisted my hair with his other hand. “I need to make you scream.” Hekissed the side of my neck, pushing a finger into me.

Iwhimpered, the slight burn making my knees shake.

“Fuck,baby, you’re tight. I won’t last long but I need it. I needyou.”

“Do it,Sammy.” My body vibrated at the desperation seeping from his deep voice. Inever thought someone like him would actually beg for me. I stuck my ass out,needing to hurt as badly as he wanted to fuck.

“Sir. CallmeSir.” He bit the base of my throat, slipping another finger into myass.

“Sir,” Imoaned. “Please.”

“You wantme to fuck this tight little ass, pet?” He cupped the back of my neck, pushingme face first into the wall all the while finger fucking me with his free hand.

“Yes, Godyes.” I arched into him, needing his wrath, his cock, his pain, and hispleasure.

“Keep yourcheek pressed against the wall and open your ass for me,” he demanded.

I reachedaround, grabbed my ass cheeks, and spread myself open.

Sammypulled his fingers from my body, spat into his palm and stroked his cock. “Thisis going to hurt.” He moved his hand from my neck to my cheek, keeping my facepressed against the wall as he thrust into me.

A harshscream left me as he tore into me.

“That’s it,pet. Scream for your man. Let everyone in this damn apartment building knowthat you’re getting your ass ripped the fuck open.”

His wordsforced a moan from my throat. I couldn’t help it. No matter how sick anddepraved it could get, I knew where I stood with him. I was always safe. In hisarms. And like Sammy said, the aftercare was my favorite too.

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