Page 27 of Degrees of Control

“That’s my good girl. Now…” He pressed his cock into her soaking folds. “Keep your eyes on me.”

From the way she could barely glance at him it was clear Charlotte had submission in her blood. Normally he wouldn’t give a girl so much shit about meeting his gaze, but forcing her to stare at him with that look of frightened arousal on her face made James feel a hundred feet tall. He sank into her until their hipbones touched, groaning at the way her pussy fluttered around him. She was even tighter than he remembered. He set a slow, shallow rhythm and gritted his teeth as the pleasure doubled, tripled, quadrupled.

“James,” she breathed. “James, you feel so good.”

Sweat broke out across his back.I’m way too fucking close, I should pull out and eat her pussy.

But he couldn’t leave her wet clinging cunt any more than he could stop breathing. Instead, James snaked a hand down between their bodies and searched for her clit. The little bud went rigid against his fingers and Charlotte screamed.That’s more like it.

“You gonna come, little whore?” She thrashed beneath him and James pressed his hips down, pinning her to the floor. “Squirm all you want, it doesn’t end until I’m done.”

She shook her head frantically. “No, I need it harder! More! I’m so close.”

James swore. She was on the knife edge of orgasm and he was taking it away from her. Adrenaline flooded his system. “Fine.”

He pounded into her at full thrust and Charlotte screamed and jolted against him. “That enough for you? That hard enough?”

“Yes,” she moaned, her thick brown hair sweeping across the floor like a mop. “Yes!”

“Good, then shut the fuck up and take my dick.”

He fucked her like an animal, like his only goal in life was to fill Charlotte Bell with his come. The day’s frustration seemed to flood from him, urging him faster and deeper and harder. She was close, he could feel her ripple around his cock, her cunt tightening, as her body prepared to gush.

“Say something,” she whispered. “Please, say something.”

James lowered his mouth to her ear. “Scream my name, slut, scream it while you come on daddy’s dick.”

With a gush of slick warmth, her pussy convulsed around him. Her bound hands banged against the floor as she screamed his name so loudly, his ears rang. He slowed his pace, giving her a chance to recover.

“Oh my God.”

Satisfied, James set about relieving his own needs, driving into her pussy with sloppy, mindless thrusts until the sound of his flesh striking hers was all he could hear. But whatever had pushed him to the edge so quickly before was gone. He pumped inside Charlotte for what felt like hours, drenching them both in sweat and getting nowhere. Everything was perfect; her cunt, her tits, the way her bound hands rattled on the floor, but it didn’t matter. He was still hard, so hard his cock ached, but he couldn’t fucking come.

“Come on,” he muttered to himself. “Come the fuck on.”

He was hovering in some aching, lonely place. His back strained and his hips grew numb. Now he was the one who couldn’t look at her, didn’t want to see the confusion in her eyes. What the fuck was wrong with him today?

Charlotte pressed her forehead to his shoulder, calling for his attention. “James, can you please take off the belt?”

With clumsy fingers he did what she asked then returned to trying to get himself off. Charlotte’s nails trailed down his back, light as a whisper. She stroked down his neck and across his biceps, she kissed the underside of his jaw. James stiffened, his first instinct to tell her to take her hands off him.

“I want you,” she whispered. Her voice was soft as a feather, soft as the press of her lips. “Please keep going, it feels so good.”

He did what she asked, driving deep inside her, and this time Charlotte’s arms circled his neck, pulling him closer to her body.

“That’s nice,” he said before he knew what he was saying.

Charlotte smiled and kissed his neck, his collarbone, any part of him she could get her mouth on. Gentle kisses that somehow got his motor running again. His balls tightened, the pressure built in his cock, but still he couldn’t get over the edge. James swore softly, plunging deeper and faster into her cunt. Charlotte’s eyes found his. She had a freckle inside her right iris, James realized, like an island floating in a sea of blue.

“It’s all right, James.” She sounded so quiet, so sure. “It feels so good, I promise. Come inside me. Come inside me. Let me feel you.”

She pressed her lips to his mouth and everything inside him clenched. At long, long last his climax tore through him like a tornado and all the tension in his body drained out of his balls. Charlotte stroked his back and rubbed her face against his shoulder. The softness of her skin was like heaven underneath him, but heaven had never held much appeal for him. He pulled out and tugged off the condom. His body was wrung out, his mind as quiet as a church.Fuck, I needed that.

He looked over at Charlotte. “Hope you don’t want me to throw you out, darlin’, I’m having trouble using my legs right now.”

She smiled. “I think I’ll just lie here, if that’s okay?”

“More than okay.”

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