Page 24 of Pregame

I press against her, letting her feel my arousal.The belt clatters to the floor as I thrust my finger into her wet pussy again.She clenches around me, and it takes every ounce of self-control I possess not to bring her to orgasm right then and there.But her lesson isn’t over quite yet.

I slide my finger out, spreading her juices over her clit.She moans softly as I circle it with my finger—once, twice, three times—before sliding back into her wet heat, adding a second finger this time.Christ, she’s so fucking tight!

I dip in and out, watching her fight to keep her hips still as I drive her higher and higher.She has a death grip on the edge of the desk now, and her whole body jerks as I pull out and press against the small nub.

“Oh God, oh God, oh God.”

I press again, savoring her little whimpers of need.I can tell she’s getting close, and just as her body starts to stiffen, I stop.

“What the ...?”she gasps, her breath coming in short pants.

“There’s only one person who can give you what you need, what you crave right now,” I croon, my breath caressing her ear.“Do you know who that is?”

She doesn’t answer.I brush her clit lightly, and another little whimper escapes from her lips.“I’ll give you a hint.It’s not Emmett.”

I sink back into her, curling my finger so it presses against her G-spot for the briefest second before I stop, completely motionless, my finger still buried inside her.“Who do you belong to?Who gives you your pleasure?Say it!”I demand.

“You.”It’s an exhalation, resignation coupled with breathy desire.

“Say it again.”

“I belong to you.”It’s louder this time, stronger.

I plunge into her forcefully, pressing against her G-spot as I pinch her clit, and she comes with a little cry, her muscles spasming around me.I haul her up off the desk and into my arms.

“You sadistic bastard!Are you satisfied?”she demands, trying to push me away.Her eyes are glittering with anger.“Do you get off on humiliating me and hurting me and then making me come?”If she’s trying to shame me for the fact that my cock is throbbing from me punishing her, she has a lot to learn.You can’t shame the devil.

“Yes,” I growl, threading my fingers into her hair and yanking her head back until she’s looking into my eyes.I want her to see exactly what I am.“It makes me hard to see you squirm.You’d do well to remember that.I’m not Emmett.I’m not sweet or comforting, and I’m not going to give in to whatever you want.I’m your Dom, and I’ll take what I want from you and give you what you need in return, whether that’s punishment or pleasure or both.”

She gasps as I let her go.

“Now go to sleep,” I say, turning away from her quivering body before I throw her on the bed and fuck her until she’s incoherent, the papers be damned.I grab my jacket and turn back to her.“I have to work in the morning, but I’ll be back tomorrow afternoon for the photo shoot.You may do what you wish until then.But you may not touch yourself without permission.Ever.Do you understand?”

She nods mutely as I flip off the cameras and let myself out of the suite.I need a drink and some space from this woman who has invaded my senses and ignited the darkness in me.

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