I have no choice in the matter. He pulls me to him then lifts my thighs to his waist. My hands lock behind his neck as he unhooks my bra with one hand and I let it fall to the floor. His lips are quickly back on mine and he moves us to the bed, bringing me to sit on his lap.
‘Lean back,’ he orders.
I meet his demand, exposing myself to him, spine arching in response to his fingers trailing down my chest to the rim of my suspender belt. He releases me then moves my thong to one side, thrusting two fingers into me roughly. I groan and grip the duvet in clenched fists, my hips gyrating, begging for more. He draws back and slides his wet fingers over my clit then rams three fingers into me, rotating his thumb over my swollen bud, his rhythm unforgiving. He wants me to come fast. He wants to show me who’s boss. My mind fights against him but my body builds towards an explosive orgasm. My muscles tense with fury, urgency. This is coming; he’s making sure of it.
‘Gregory!’
‘Come for me, baby. Let me take care of you. Let me make things right.’
My breaths are erratic. My hips bucking as his fingers become increasingly determined.
‘Gregory! Yes! Yes!’ I explode around him on a scream.
His strokes slow, giving my body a chance to return to a state of comprehension.
‘Mm,’ I moan in sheer blissful loveliness, my eyes closing.
‘Oh no you don’t.’ He rises and pulls my thong down my legs then lifts me back up the bed, planting himself between my thighs, his forearms either side of my head. ‘You have no idea how much of a turn-on it is to see what I do to you.’
He circles his hips, pressing his hard, throbbing cock into my navel. I’m instantly back in wanton mode.
‘Lift your legs,’ he says, encouraging me with his palms beneath my thighs then guiding me to place a leg on each of his shoulders. Before I have a chance to adjust to the position, he thrusts his enormous length deep inside me, both of us gasping.
He holds himself still, closing his eyes, and as desperate as I am for him to take me, I let him have his moment. Then he moves with purpose, pulling out of me and crashing back in, the position of my legs letting him immerse his cock fully inside me on a delicious medley of pleasure and pain.
‘You feel so fucking good, Scarlett.’
The sound of his lust and his continuous crashing into me has me quickly building again. My hips rising to meet each drive forward, pushing him deeper.
‘Oh God!’ I pant.
‘Wait.’
I don’t know if I can. My head is blurring with my irregular breathing. My insides are pulsing around him. He drives forward with two more punishing blows.
‘I’m coming, Gregory.’
‘No,’ he barks.
He pulls out and flips my body so I’m on all fours and yanks my hips back until I tense with anticipation, waiting for him to give me what he promised. He strikes the globe of my arse and the sting, the knowledge that I mess with his head the way he does mine, lifts me to the fringe of another earth-shattering orgasm. He lands another blow then assaults me with his cock, unravelling my last modicum of self-control.
‘Now, Scarlett, give yourself up to me.’ Another blow. ‘Say it. I need to hear it.’
‘It’s yours. I’m yours, Gregory.’
He drives into me one more time and holds his position as we both erupt on a yell, our frustrations with each other, with the world, sated. For now.
7
‘Amanda, where are you? It’s thirty-eight minutes past six.’ I end my voicemail on a sigh and continue bouncing on the spongy heels of my gym shoes to fend off the frosty air. I don’t need to look to know my exposed shins will be blue and bobbled. I push my phone into the pocket of my zip-up and wrap my arms around my chest.
‘I’m here! I’m here!’ Amanda pants, bounding around the corner onto Iron Mongers Row. ‘You should know my bed is royally pissed off with you. We were having a gorgeous snuggle this morning.’
Despite my irritation and chattering teeth, I laugh. ‘Come on.’
We make our way into the hot yoga temple, otherwise known as the basement of a house split into various commercial sublets. Amanda rubs the head of the giant, smiling Buddha statue as she always does and blows him a kiss.
‘Always happy to see me,’ she purrs.
