Page 42 of Disgrace

“And you lied to me.” I parry my defence. She releases a sigh. Her eyes well, and tears stream down her face. She’s killing me with her tears, but I can still feel her barriers holding firm. She needs to let me in. “Sam, I just want you. Do you trust me?” One barrier at a time, her reply is all I need.

“I do but—”

“There are no buts after that, Sam. Trust is the only thing that matters, and I am more than happy to show you how much Itrustyou.” I watch her throat work to swallow. She holds my gaze, searching. I just hope she finds what’s she’s looking for, because more than anything, I want to give her my all, myeverything. “Put your hands above your head.” Her eyes widen with surprise and darken with desire. My voice is hoarse, but my demand is non-negotiable. She slides her hands above her head stretching them high along the mirror. I smile when I see the bracelet I gave her yesterday still on her wrist.Perfect.I unclip the double cuff and slip one off and place it on her other wrist. Her eyes never leave my face but I have to flick my gaze to what my hands are doing. I clip the two cuffs together securing them and her in one of my hands.

“Who do you belong to?” I whisper against her ear, and she tilts away exposing her neck to my lips. I am more than happy with the invitation, but I want her answer. The heat from her skin is like a sensual force field I want to envelop us both. I hover, lips just waiting to take what’s mine. I meet her hesitancy with a growl that rumbles from deep in my chest.

“Jason, I—” She gasps out a strangled cry and moan when I sink my teeth into her neck and suck hard, grazing the softest skin and drawing her flesh into my mouth. Her head drops back, her body trembles, and her hands struggle against my hold. My lips pull and suck her skin dry when I release it slowly and repeat my question.

“Who do you belong to?” She’s breathless, and I can smell her arousal. She is intoxicating, so potent I don’t think my cock has ever felt this big or this painful. She closes her lids and opens them slowly, her eyes are like liquid fire which sears through me, a mainline hit direct to my chest when she exhales the word.

“You.”

I kick her legs wide. Her heels make her just the wrong angle so I need her wider or a little lower. I pull her hips back with one gentle tug of my free hand. Her back dips, and her arse raises. My cock bobs heavy and rests at that perfect crease, sliding against her exquisite softness. I nudge forward and can feel her instant searing heat and wetness, slick and molten against the tip of my cock. Adding to my own arousal, I slide inside, and we both groan with pleasure and mutual ecstasy. I push in deep, and she clenches around me. Tight, hot muscles squeeze, massage and steal my fucking mind she feels so good. I start to pump my hips, and her little sighs and gasps encourage me to push a little deeper. She fights against my hold, her arms stretched high. Her back is curved and her arse is arched and meeting my every push, thrust for thrust.

My free hand dips to her hip and pulls her back hard against my forward push, and she cries out in a gasp. I almost stop, but then she pants out the most erotic moan.

“Please, Jason, harder! Fuck me harder, make me yours.” She cries out again when I slap her arse cheek. Her muscles clench hard on my cock with each slap. “Oh, God, Jason.” Sam’s body starts to tremble, and I snake my hand around her hip and dip my fingers between her legs. I barely stroke her clit when she drops her head with a thud to the mirror and her whole body tenses. Every muscle inside clamps down like a vise. Her back arches, and her hands slap flat against the glass. The sweat from her palms causes our joined hands to slip down the mirror until they are resting on her head.

I let her take a moment, but my hips twitch. Her eyes meet mine but they are not sleepy or stated, they are burning for more. Oh good. I unclip the cuffs and watch her expression fill with confusion. She’s going to need her hands to steady herself.

“Put your hands flat and don’t move them. Understand?” She nods, but I raise my brow. Her lips curl in a tentative smile. We’re getting to where I want us to be, but it’s still going to be a long morning.

“Yes, Jason.”

“Good girl.”

I push into her and grin at her sudden gasp when I step forward and push a little too deep. I pull completely out, and she grunts with surprise and scowls with frustration. I hold my cock and slide along her slit. She is dripping wet, which is such a turn-on and completely perfect. I rest my cock just below her very tight hole, applying enough pressure to make my intention known. She draws in a breath and sinks back onto me, wriggling to get the position just right. Her gaze meets mine, her lips part as she pushes back onto me, inch by slow inch. Her brows register some pain, but her eyes are alight with fire, and she holds my gaze like she holds my heart… by the balls.

I run my hands up her back and grab her shoulders for leverage. She likes it hard. She wants me to make her mine. I am happy to oblige. A sharp, breathless gasp escapes her as I start to pound into her arse. She is so fucking tight and every pump and grind against her round cheeks is ecstasy. Every murmur and cry for more is driving me insane. My hands move around her neck, light at first then gripping more tightly. Her muscles contract tight around my cock. Her eyes widen and register a healthy degree of worry as I slowly restrict her airway. But they darken equally with hidden erotic desire that swirls together, a perfect mix of purity and wickedness.

“Who do you belong to?” I growl out through gritted teeth, using every ounce of self-control to not explode.

“You Jason…I’m yours.” Her face is flushed, and her tiny panting breaths mist the mirror. She groans and tries to manoeuvre her legs together to gain some relief.

She starts to drop one hand but my growl has her holding position once more. I drop my hands from her shoulders and squeeze her bottom cheeks, pink with my handprints and so fucking sexy I can’t stand it. Her reflection is the most beautiful image I’ve ever seen, dark eyes filled with desire, full breasts peaked with hard nipples swaying with each jut of my body against hers and her bodyfullof me.

“Jason, I need to come.” Her voice is strained, desperate and breathless.

“Then come, beautiful.” I kiss her spine between her shoulder blades.

“I can’t…not like this.” She gives a little apologetic shrug that almost makes me laugh. I slip one hand around her front and palm her clit and stick my two middle fingers inside her. The tips brushing the thin membrane and touching my cock as I continue to pump into her arse.

“Really?” I curl gently and apply a little pressure to a soft secret spot. It’s enough, and she screams so loud I’m sure she doesn’t hear me say, “Is that so?”

“Ah…ah! Oh, God, my legs.” Her body is shaking, and I can feel her dip as her legs start to give way. I pull out of her tight heaven, even as I am fit to explode. She lowers her eyes when I turn her in my arms. She looks up with a flash of worry.

“That looks painful.”

“You have no idea.” She goes to wrap her tiny hand around my aching cock but I grab her wrist.

“Let me help you.” Her tone is almost begging. She tries to retrieve her hand, and in failing to do that, she starts to sink to her knees. I tip her chin so she can’t lower herself, her eyes meet mine, my mouth beams into a warm smile that originates deep in my soul.

“I’m not finished with you yet.” My voice is deep, gravelly, full of sensual threat.

“Oh,” She breathes out, a knowing smile illuminates her face.

“Oh, indeed.” I drop to my knees and lift one leg up and press it back against the mirror so she is wide and open for me. I sweep my tongue along her folds, tasting and licking all the wetness. She is divine. Here between her legs, I am in heaven. Those cries of pleasure are my choir of angels, and when she falls I will die because I have already been to heaven. Her fingers thread through my hair, and she pinches tight. My scalp tingles and her hips roll against my mouth. I lap up her enthusiasm as I lap the liquid dripping from her body. She starts to pant loudly but tries to tilt her body away. I growl and cup her arse cheeks, pressing her firmer against my mouth.

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