Page 50 of Truth
My eyes grow wide because I know exactly what he wants, but I will not lose another pair of delicates to this monster. I pull my hand from his, but he doesn’t let go. I try again, stepping away, but he holds tight, a Cheshire grin coming from his predatory face.
“King,” I say, trying to pull back again. “Don’t you dare. I’ll kill you. They’re my favorites.”
His grin deepens and he winks with that mischievous look he gives when he’s about to do something sneaky. We stay in a tug-of-war until I wiggle my hand free and break for it, running as fast as I can toward the bank of couches at the far end of the room.
“King!” I scream as I’m lifted off my feet and twirled around, held off the ground against a velvet wall. The material feels smooth on my skin as he slowly slides me down to my feet.
“I always get what I want, Drew.” Cupping his hand over my breast, he slowly rips the lace away from my nipple until the whole cup is ripped open, exposing my entire breast. My breathing hitches at the final rip.
“So beautiful,” he whispers, tracing the areola and making the skin pucker. He cups my breast, bringing his mouth down to taste my hard bud. Sucking hard, he lets go with a pop.
“Turn around.”
As I do, he grabs the back of my bralette and rips it open, causing me to jump from the shock. He slips the bra from my shoulders and reaches around the front to remove it completely.
“Hands on the wall.”
Oh shit.Biting my lip, I squeeze my eyes with anticipation, hoping he’s going to do what I think he is.
“I told you I would punish you for all your teasing. Spread your legs.” I do, and he begins to shimmy my panties down my thighs, so I step together to make it easier to take them off. Grabbing my ass hard, he halts my movement. “I said, spread your legs, Drew. Don’t make me repeat myself.”
My body writhes against the squeeze on my ass cheek, and I push back into it for more. I swear I could come right now. I widen my stance a bit.
“More.”
I widen my stance again.
“More.”
I’m not sure what purpose this serves until I take another step out and feel the sting against my thighs from my panties pressing into my skin, making me gasp.
“Bend over.”
I walk my hands down the wall until I am bent over and open for the world to see, staring at a red velvet wall. I want that crack so damn bad that I can barely focus to keep my eyes open.
“Hold on tight, baby.”
That’s when I feel the first swipe against my rear. He’s using my bra to whip my bottom. I groan at the contact. It’s not too painful, just jolting…in all the right places. I can feel the hum, the need for more build in my body as he whips me two, three more times.
“My dick is so hard looking at this ass begging me for more.”
I realize I’m on my tiptoes, raising my ass for his strike, but I’m gone with need. I hear the zipper of his trousers and feel his hands on my hips as he rams his cock inside of me without warning.
“Yes!” I scream as my body starts to quake with desire. “Yes, please…”
“Not yet, Drew. Don’t come—I want to see your face.” Grabbing my hair, he twists my head so that I’m looking over my shoulder. “Who owns this pussy?”
“You do.” I’m breathless being owned by his cock at a torturous rate. I’m truly being fucked to death.
“For how long, Drew? Say it!” His arms snake under me to hold my sagging weight as I turn to jelly. My limbs are unable to hold me up any longer as my orgasm begins to take over my body.
My answer escapes as a stuttered cry, accented by the pounding my pussy is being given. “Always, King. Always.”
“Mine” is all he roars out as he empties himself inside of me, my own body convulsing from the power of my orgasm.
We’re both panting as he rests his head against my back before righting us both, pulling my panties back up. Turning me around, he puts both hands on my face. “It’s not enough,” he says solemnly. It’s not enough to fix us and never enough to satisfy us.
“It will never be enough.” I put my hands over his, bringing our lips together.
