Page 87 of Compelled Obedience

“Then come for me, baby. Come on my tongue.”

His command was followed instantly, my world rocked by the power of the orgasm, only my scream was silent as I threw back my head. The stars in vibrant colors remained flashing across my field of vision. He refused to let me go, licking like a wild animal until one climax turned into another, the wave cresting over me with such power I was left incapable of thinking at all.

Only when I started to come down did I feel him slowing the rhythm. Then I was aware he eased me back to the tile, gently pulling the showerhead in my direction, allowing the water to flow until we were both drenched.

When he was standing behind me once again, he rolled his hands up my arms, laughing softly in my ear as I panted.

“Now, I fuck you, baby.”

The deep velveteen of his voice rumbled in my ear, my focus still hazy yet I was cognizant that he was rolling the tip of his cock up and down my aching pussy. I arched my back again, doing everything I could to provide him with complete access. Then without hesitation, he thrust the entire length of his cock inside, holding the stance as he threw his head back and growled.

“Fuck. Fuck… You’re so damn tight. God, I love being inside of you. I could fuck you for hours.”

I adored the way his voice dipped to a lower level, the tone ripping through me. My pussy muscles clenched around the thick invasion, pulling him in even deeper, the throbbing sensations only increasing.

He pulled out seconds later, driving into me again, allowing my muscles to stretch around him. When he finally started fucking me, I arched my back, doing what I could to meet every savage thrust. Slow and steady he moved, making certain every inch of his shaft was slickening, pushing as deeply inside as possible.

Then we moved with each other’s bodies, and he intertwined our fingers together as one as the hard fucking became so much more. I could feel every ragged heartbeat, could hear every stunted breath. I wanted this to last forever, but I knew his needs would morph and change.

And they did.

Within seconds, he pulled all the way out and I whimpered, smacking my lips together as I tried to see him or focus on anything. He spun me around, yanking me off the floor, forcing me to straddle his hips. There was no hesitation before he impaled me again.

“Oh, sweet Jesus,” I moaned, slapping my feet against the shower door to try to gain some traction. I gripped his shoulders, digging my fingers into his skin, laughing nervously as he gave me a carnal look.

“Hold on, baby. Things are just heating up.”

He pulled out, plunging into me again, a wry smile remaining on his face. The steam continued to rise, my body covered in perspiration, our hair drenched and dripping. There was nothing like this moment, savage and uncontrollable. I was in pure heaven, every sound I made as guttural as his.

I heard a deep rumble coming from his chest as if he held a secret. He fucked me long and hard, driving his cock straight into my womb. I was crazed with need, uncertain I could control myself. He seemed to sense that I was losing the battle, my pussy clenching and releasing several times.

“Go ahead, little kitten. Come for me again.”

I was so sensitive, barely able to process the extreme pleasure. But as I’d done before, I obeyed him. This time, the force of the climax pushed me into a state of pure euphoria. I slapped my feet against the glass door, the rattling sound making me laugh. He jutted his hips forward, taking me savagely as the climax continued to increase.

“Yes. Yes. Yes.”

I heard the bedraggled scream then sucked in my breath, blinking several times to try to focus.

He finally slowed, his eyes never leaving mine. When he eased me down, I clung to him. I was completely out of breath, my legs even more wobbly than before.

He kissed my lips softly, dragging his tongue across the seam of my mouth then easing back by a full foot.

“What are… you doing?”

Before answering, he spun me around to face the wall once again. Then he whispered in my ear, “Claiming that tight ass of yours. Remember, every inch of you belongs to me.”

I shivered from the words and the sound, biting my lower lip as he teased me by sliding the slickened tip up and down the crack of my ass. Then he pressed his palm against one side of my bottom, pulling and exposing my dark hole. When he pressed the tip just inside, I took and held a deep breath.

“Relax, my kitten. I’m going to make you feel so good.”

Of that I had no doubt. As he pressed another inch inside, a wash of pain quickly morphed into one of tingling pleasure. He pushed in another two inches, hitting the tight wall of muscle. Then he thrust the remainder inside and I threw my head back.

“God, so tight,” he growled. “So fucking tight.”

Exhaling, I licked my lips, a smile crossing my face. When he pulled out, pounding into me again, I was lightheaded. There was so much power in the man, yet he was the most controlled person I’d ever met. I was completely safe in his arms but also pliable to his needs and wants. The dichotomy was insanely attractive, adding to the crazed desire I sensed we both felt.

“Fuck me,” I whispered, and he nuzzled against the nape of my neck.

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