“Beg.”

I gasped, his cock at my slick entrance, the tip of his cock hot on my pussy.

“Beg, love,” he murmured, sliding the thick head of his shaft over my clit.

I moaned loud, wiggling my butt against him, desperate for it. “Please,” I rasped.

“Not good enough, love.” He teased at my entrance, barely entering me. Then pulling out. It drove me mad with need, my whole body buzzing with anticipation. I whimpered with need.

“Beg for my cock,” he demanded. Through heavy eyelids, I watched him over my shoulder stroke himself and my insides clenched with need.

“Please fuck me,” I breathed out on a whimper. “I need you. Please!”

“That’s my girl,” he groaned, pressing the tip further into my entrance. God, it felt so good. The orgasm was right within my reach but then realization burst through the haze of desire.

“Wait,” I exclaimed, my voice breathless. I glanced over my shoulder again, his mask still on, fully clothed. Fuck, it was such a turn on seeing him fully dressed while I stood naked, in only my mask and heels in front of him. “Condom.”

He pulled the condom out of his pocket and ripped the package open. I watched him roll it onto his length. There was something so sexy about watching him do it. The image of him stroking his dick flashed in my mind and shivers ran down my spine.I want to watch him stroke himself,I realize.

“You keep licking your lips like that, love,” he growled, “and I’ll end up fucking your mouth.”

I have never allowed another man to talk to me like that. But his dirty words turned me on more than anyone else before him.

His hand reached around and rubbed my clit, and instantly my pussy clenched, needing him. His stubbled cheek scratched my jaw when he leaned down and whispered against my ear, “Don’t move,” he ordered slightly harshly.

“Okay,” I whimper, although not from fear.

Without warning, he plunged in hard and my body trembled as I cried out.

From the way he filled me, he felt huge. He feltreallygood. I closed my eyes and surrendered to these amazing feelings. Electricity sizzled through every fiber of me as he thrust in and out of me, slowly at first and then increasing his speed. With each thrust, he hit a spot inside me that increased my pleasure, taking me higher and higher.

He plugged harder and faster, deeper, filling me to the hilt. Flying higher and higher, I reached for the pinnacle.

Chapter Eighteen

Maxim

Layla is going to break me!

With a hard thrust of my hips, I drove all the way into her, making her scream. She felt so fucking right, my cock filling her to the hilt.

“Oh, please,” she choked out. “Don’t fucking stop.”

I smacked her ass cheek and watched as her pale skin turned red. “I issue the orders.”

But even as I said those words, I slammed into her ruthlessly, pumping hard. My fingers twisted into her silky hair, jerking her closer so I could take her mouth. My other hand rubbed her tits as I fucked her relentlessly and hard, like a madman. Or the desperate man that had been craving this woman for what seemed like years, although I had only met her a month or so ago.

“So fucking good,” I growled. “And mine.” Her pants and desperate moans, flesh slapping against flesh, was the only thing I heard. It was the best melody. “Rub your pussy, love.”

She whimpered, her hand obediently snaking to her clit. Her pussy tightened around my cock, as I continued to rut her like a beast. This woman had penetrated all my thoughts over the last month and now she was mine. She was close, so was I.

“Come with me, love. Come with me.”

This woman made me lose all sense of control. Like I was some horny kid.

The moment she came, I lost all sense of time and place. A loud roar ripped from me as I ground into her hard and ruthlessly. Her pussy milked me for all I had as she climaxed hard, her screams traveling through my penthouse.

This woman is mine.That single thought was the loudest in my mind. I wrapped my arm around her, and she leaned back into me. We were supposedly two strangers, but what we just shared was incredible.