Page 22 of Sacrifice (Corrupt Empire 2)

The only thing Avery had left on her body was the necklace I’d given her. I ran a finger over the A on the silver chain.

“I haven’t taken it off,” she said.

“No?”

Her doe eyes met mine.

“It reminds me of what we have with each other and that I belong to you.”

I leant down and brushed my lips against hers. Her taste intoxicated me immediately. I gripped her braid with one hand and kissed her, hard. Her tongue danced with mine.

When I pulled away, she was breathless, eyes wide with lust. I shifted, running my tongue down her chest until I met a nipple. I took it between my teeth, biting down as I stroked the other one. She arched against me, moaning.

“Teasing isn’t fair.”

I looked up at her from where I was nestled between her shapely breasts.

“What do you want?”

“I want your cock inside me - and don’t tell me you don’t want that too.”

I grinned. Of course I fucking wanted to be inside her. My cock ached for her.

“Mmm? Are you sure you’re ready for me?”

She nodded.

“Check if you don’t believe me.”

I didn’t strictly need to since I knew she’d be fucking wet for me. Still, any reason to touch her pussy. I reached down and ran my finger across her entrance. Dripping. Fuck. I could continue to make her wait, but this was about her. I’d give her what she wanted.

“Aiden, please.”

I grabbed hold of both her legs and pressed them upwards into her chest. I wanted to fuck her deep. I needed it. I shifted up and held my cock, running it up and down her pussy, across her swollen clit. She whimpered in response.

“I’m going to make you come all over my cock.”

I pressed inside her. Her pussy was just as hot and tight as I remembered. Fuck.

“Aiden,” she groaned.

She felt so good. So fucking good. I missed her. Everything about her. Especially this. When we were together like this. My cock buried in her heat. Our souls fucking joined.

“So tight, fuck,” I grunted.

Her doe eyes stared up at me, mouth parted as I thrust into her. It was really the most beautiful sight. Her hands tied up, knees against her chest. So open for me. Mine. All mine. And even though that was true, there were still things I needed to prove it. To make sure she wouldn’t leave again. Whether she agreed or not remained to be seen. It wasn’t the time to push her. Not when I’d just got her back.

Her delicate skin was flushed. Her moaning became louder as I slammed into her. So fucking responsive. No one else felt or sounded like her. No one else gave me happiness and contentment. She belonged to me and I to her. I loved this girl with every part of me. She just didn’t know it yet.

I pulled out of her, reached up and untied her hands. Grabbing her by the waist, I flipped her up onto her hands and knees. She looked back at me, eyes wide with affection and desire. So fucking perfect. I gripped a hip, guiding myself back inside her pussy. I took hold of her braid with my other hand and held onto it as I fucked her. Harder. Faster.

“Touch yourself.”

Her hand snaked between her legs. No hesitation. Fuck. So compliant. So submissive. In this room, I controlled her. Outside of the bedroom, I knew things had to change. This was a real relationship which meant I had to start treating her as my equal. She was, but the need to control her outweighed everything else at times. Somehow, we’d work it out. We’d do it together.

Together.

The word bound itself around my heart.

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