Page 34 of Compelled Obedience

If he really thought there was any way for me to hold back, he was crazy.

There was no one else outside the bathroom door, no concern about who heard us. He shifted one hand around the back of my neck, squeezing as his eyes searched mine. “I can’t, Grant. I can’t hold back. Please just…” I felt like a chaotic mess, no longer the arrogant yet reserved woman I had to portray.

With him I wasn’t just a kitten, I was a lioness and he was my master.

The thought alone pushed me into another realm, the pleasure turning into raw ecstasy. My mouth was open, no sound coming out.

Until he thrust with such ferocity that a wailing scream was pushed from my mouth.

“Fuck!” he growled as his body stiffened. I squeezed my muscles, milking his cock. There was no way I could hold back any longer. He clamped his fingers around my neck, cutting off a portion of my air supply.

And in the seconds of limbo when we both were doing everything we could to hold back the raging climaxes, I experience true rapture for the first time in my life.

As we erupted together and he filled me with his seed, he lowered his head, nuzzling into my neck, his words ones I would never forget.

“You’re mine.”

CHAPTER 9

Grant

I wanted to own her, every single inch.

To control her voluptuous body.

To kiss her lush lips for hours.

I craved feeling every heartbeat under my fingers.

I longed to taste every inch of her luscious body.

Taking her.

Training her.

Possessing her.

“Fuck,” I said under my breath, a hard realization kicking in.

My overzealous thoughts meant I was completely insane. I didn’t know the girl, except in the biblical sense and only briefly. I hadn’t expected Kerri’s plea to fuck her, but as soon as she’d asked, I’d lost all control of my body and my mind.

Which continued to happen.

I’d tossed the hundred-dollar bill on the bar, grabbing and swigging back a solid gulp of the tangy bourbon while the few male customers watched us intently. My guess was every one of them had ended up in the bathroom jerking off given her luscious screams. And Joe’s Bar had thin walls.

Joe had issued one word before I’d escorted her out the door.

“Whew.”

Yeah, that was my sentiment and still was. Another pleasant surprise was the fact she didn’t fight me when I’d pulled into the parking lot of a small chain hotel. It wasn’t that I didn’t want her inside my penthouse. It was that I sensed she was on some kind of timeframe, and I refused to waste any of it inside a vehicle, my balls already blue again from the increasing need.

The only time she hesitated was when I swung the door open, observing my actions as if coming into a hotel room with a stranger was the most dangerous thing she’d done. I could tell she had believed she was more protected in the bar, which had allowed her to let go. She studied me intently, sizing me up in such a powerful way my balls tightened. The second she deemed being completely alone with me safe, she crossed the threshold. That was the last moment of control I’d allow her.

I had no patience. I’d used more with her during the hours we’d spent together than perhaps my entire life. It was done, the need too incessant. After backing her against the wall, I yanked off her shirt, pitching it aside. Then I reached around her shoulders, unclasping her bra.

Not to be outdone, she ripped at my shirt, managing to pop several buttons free. I adored her nervous laugh, the lilting sound creating a wave of desire. I grabbed my shirt by the neck, ripping it over my head, immediately reaching for the button on her jean skirt at the same time she did with my belt buckle. I’d craved using the thick leather strap on her rounded bottom from the moment I’d had her over my lap before. But that would take a backseat to my other needs.

When we were completely free from clothes and shoes, I yanked her against my chest, fisting her hair at the scalp. Then I took my time lowering my head, breathing in her sweet essence as she darted her eyes back and forth. I wasn’t certain if she was searching to see if there was any goodness inside of me, but I could have saved her the trouble.

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