Page 76 of A Ryan Recollection

I free his right hand from the cable binding him to the chair.

“W-what,” he whimpers as I thread my thick fingers through his, pushing back until I hear the satisfying crunch of bone.

He screams so loudly that I have to punch him in the mouth to shut him up. He blinks up at me, blood running from his lip and tears in his eyes.

“If you ever come to my club again. If you ever go near her again. Speak to her. Touch her. Jerk off while you’re thinking about her, I will find you and I will crush every bone in your body. Do you understand me?” I squeeze his broken fingers harder and his face twists in agony.

“Yes,” he nods as tears run down his cheeks.

When I let his hand go, it drops limply to his side. I untie him quickly and pull him to his feet before opening the door and signaling one of my bouncers. “See this piece of shit out and never allow him in here again.”

“Of course, boss,” he says with a nod as he takes hold of Jason by his good arm and leads him through the club.

I’m leaningagainst the desk, hands shoved in my pockets as she walks out of the bathroom.

“Where is Jason?” she whispers.

“He left.”

She makes her way toward me and places her hands on my chest. “Did he walk out of here or was he carried?”

I arch an eyebrow at her. “He walked.”

She nods her head and smiles at me.

“You’re not gonna though,” I slide my hands to her waist, my fingertips gripping her tightly.

“I’m not?”

“No.” Standing up, I spin her around so she’s facing the desk. Pressing my lips against her ear, I inhale the smell of her — shampoo and the citrus perfume she wears. I could fucking eat her. “You won’t be able to walk once I’m done with you.”

My cock is aching for her. I press it against her backside, dragging her over my length.

“You think?” she breathes.

“I know. But don’t worry. I’ll carry you,” I whisper in her ear as I start to unbuckle my belt. “Because your legs are gonna be shaking, sweetheart.”

“Shane,” my name leaves her lips on a breathy moan.

I pull her tiny mini skirt up over her ass before I push her down to lie face down on the desk. I love taking her like this. Driving myself into her and watching my shaft as it gets coated in her thick, creamy cum. Pulling my cock out of my pants, I nudge her legs further apart with my knee and line myself up at her entrance.

“You make me so fucking hard, Jessie.” She wiggles her ass, trying to make me slide inside her but I hold back. “I’ve had this all damn night, sweetheart. You have any idea how uncomfortable this has been?”

“No,” she giggles.

I slap her ass hard, making her suck in a breath. I glance down at the red mark on her perfect cream skin and it makes me smile. She is mine.

“Shane, please,” she whimpers and my cock throbs.

I love how much she loves a spanking. How much she loves my hands on her. The way her body responds to every single touch.

Sliding myself deep into her, I moan even louder than she does at the relief of being inside her. Her silky heat swallowing my cock and squeezing me in her tight channel. There is no better feeling in this world than being buried in her.

I grab onto her hips and drive deeper, making her cry out.

“You wore this tiny skirt to drive me crazy all night, didn’t you, sweetheart?” I growl as I rail into her. “Because you knew I would fuck you like this as soon as I could get my hands on you.”

“No,” she whimpers. “It was…” she trails off, groaning loudly as I slam into her even harder.

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