Page 75 of Degrees of Control

“You’re so big,” Charlie babbled. “You’re sohard, nothing ever feels this good.” She closed her eyes, drowning in sensation.

“Eyes open, darlin’. Now tell me; while that cop was working his inferior dick in your pussy, did you think about me?”

Charlie screwed up her face, on the knife edge of orgasm. She should be embarrassed but, oh God, she wasn’t. She was going to come. Just a few more thrusts and she would come.

Tauntingly, James slowed his pace, drawing his cock almost all the way out. “You better open those eyes and answer me, sweetheart, or you can suck my dick clean before I toss you out on your ass.”

All her blood rushed to her cunt, flooding her nerve endings. Time suspended and every thump of her pulse was like a gong sounding.

“Yes! I thought about you!” she practically screamed. “I think about you when I fuck. I think about you when I’m alone. I can’t stop thinking about you!”I love you.

James laughed, the sound like a mirror shattering. “Then be a good girl and take what I’ve got to give you.”

He surged inside her, hammering her pussy with deep ringing strikes. Charlie screamed as she came, so high and loud. James’ hand pressed against her mouth, but he didn’t stop fucking her, he didn’t slow down for a second. Tears pricked in her eyes as she realized this was impossibly different. Being in his bed, his questions, listening to him taunt her about Travis, it hurt in a way that didn’t feel good.

Say red, say red.

But again, she didn’t. James’ mouth clamped down on her shoulder and her muscles twitched under his teeth. He was chasing his own climax now, and as he thrust, cruel words poured into her ears like poison.

“No matter who you fuck, Charlotte, you’re gonna think about me. You’re going to think about me when you touch yourself. You’re gonna think about me when you fuck your husband on your wedding night. You know why?” He sank so deep inside she felt like all the air was being squeezed from her lungs. “Because you’re mine. Your ass, your cunt, that pretty little mouth, they’re all mine. I own you and you’ll know it till the day you die.”

With that, he buckled on top of her, pulsing hard and hissing her name.

When he was done, he withdrew and untied her wrists before walking to his en suite to dispose of the condom. The instant he was gone a bright, unfamiliar ache opened inside Charlie’s chest.

What the hell is happening here?She thought.What’s changed?

James returned in fresh briefs and picked up his phone from the bedside table. He played around on it, not saying anything or doing anything and avoiding her eyes. Was he actually waiting for her to put her dress on and leave?

“James, look at me.”

He turned to her and stared at her wordlessly for a moment and then he strode out of the room. Charlie leapt up. She closed the space between them in seconds, gripping his arm. “What the hell is going on?Talk to me.”

“About what?”

“About what’s happening right now.”

James smirked. The lines around his eyes were deeper and there were black smudges beneath them. He looked a hundred years old and tired. So tired. Why hadn’t she noticed that when he first opened the door? “Right now I’m guessing it’s over, Charlotte. Take care won’t you? It’s been real fun.”

Charlie dropped his arm like it was on fire. “What?”

James gave her the coldest smile she’d ever seen. “You’re seeing that cop, so unless he’s happy for you to come over here and ride my dick, I’m guessing this is the last time I’m gonna see you. Unless your new man fancies havin’ himself a spit-roast?”

Charlie’s jaw unhinged. “Are you being serious? I’m not dating Travis and I’ve never actually slept with him. He offered to be my date for the wedding. Who told you we were together?”

James’ jaw dropped in a parody of her own. He looked utterly undone. “Sophia.”

“Why…why would she do that?”

He fisted his hair. “Because she was fucking with me. Why the hell did you play along in bed?”

Charlie’s head was spinning. “Because I thought it was a game,” she choked out. “You know,James pretends to steal me off another man because it gets both of us hot.Nothe’s actually jealous. Are you crazy? You thought that was real? You really think I’ve been sleeping with someone else?”

James stared at her in horror. “You thought we were playin’ a game? Fuck, Charlotte…” He dropped to his knees, his face pale as ash. “Oh, baby, did I hurt you?”

A tortured expression twisted his handsome features and just like that the real James was looking up at her. Charlie hadn’t seen him for weeks and she’d almost forgotten how beautiful he was. To her horror, she began to tear up. “What have we been doing, James?”

“I’m so sorry, baby,” he said. “I’m so fucking sorry. When I heard you’d been seeing someone else I went crazy. I just—I couldn’t handle it. I’m a fucking nightmare, I’m so sorry.”

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