‘Have I got you so wound up, Sir?’ I teased.
‘You have no idea,’ he grunted.
But I knew exactly how he felt, and I wanted him tofuckme. So I clenched my thighs, squeezing him inside me. His faltering moan made me grin against the stairs.
‘Amanda,’ he threatened.
So I did it again, clenching harder. One of his hands slid into my hair, pulling my head up until his mouth met my ear.
‘You’re begging for a load of hot cum, are you trying to get me tobreedyou?’
Thankfully, I was on the pill. But the idea of Henry pinning me down and filling me with his babies had my temperature soaring, not the reality of it, but the fantasy.
‘I’m on the pill,’ I whispered to assure him, before I clenched again and arched, grinding myself against him to take him even deeper. ‘Breed me, Sir.’
‘You are a little devil,’ he said, wrapping one hand around my throat and pulling his hips back before slamming back into my. The wooden treads bit into my hips, the pain mingling with the sweet pleasure his cock unleashed within me. ‘No wonder you need taming, nothing but filthy thoughts in that head of yours.’
‘Yes,’ I moaned as he thrust again, scooping his hips right when I thought he was as deep as he could go to gain even more friction.
‘This.’Thrust. ‘Cunt.’Thrust. ‘Is.’Thrust. ‘Mine.’
God, I wanted that to be true. To spend the rest of my days knowing this sweet man could look after me with so much care, but still pin me to the floor and threaten to breed me with his pierced cock in the next breath.
My limbs grew heavy as he fucked me, pleasure filling my body with pure heat. Pressure coiled between my thighs, my pussy starting to clench involuntarily. I all but cried when Henry pulled out of my completely.
‘I need to see your face,’ he demanded, turning me over so my ass was on a stair. He took his place between my thighs, and I watched rapt as he slid his cock back inside me, the metal disappearing along with the length. It was utterly salacious seeing him fill me, watching the way I flared around him as he pulled back. Wrapping one fist in my hair, he pinned himself against me, pressing his other hand between us to tease my clit.
Within seconds, I saw stars. Henry’s thrusts grew more erratic, harder but less smooth, and he tipped my face to his.
‘That’s it, Amanda, you’re taking me so well. Let’s make that sweet cunt clench around me, and I’ll give you every fucking drop.’
‘Please,’ I begged. ‘I need it.’
‘I know, baby. Just need to be filled morning, noon and night.’
I came with a force that stole my breath, wrapping my arms around Henry’s shoulders and clinging on for dear life as he slowed his strokes, making them longer, deeper, harsher. I quaked beneath him, his mouth settling over my throat as I whimpered.
‘Fuckkkk…’ he growled, his muscles tensing beneath my touch as he filled me to bursting.
I kissed him until he slumped against me, both of us utterly spent.
In the silence of the grand stairwell, all I could hear was the dripping of his cum as it leaked from us, landing on the polished wood beneath.
I had never been undone like that in my life. Never been fucked so thoroughly, and I wasn’t sure I ever wanted to be put back together without him.
twenty-eight
HENRY
Morning foundAmanda wrapped around as the sun peeked in through my curtains. With no one to see, we’d slept long.
Merv would be eager for breakfast, but I wanted just a little longer pressed up against my girl before heading out into the slushy garden. I’d also need to drop a bottle of the expensive champagne the clients had left with Lisa to thank her for watching my donkey-friend while I went home.
The sun crept in through the half-drawn curtains, dusting everything in pale gold. Sliding a dark tress from her face, I admired my sleeping beauty. So serene. You wouldn’t suspect that the night before we’d been playing fuck-chase through the halls, with her begging to be filled with cum.
Two weeks ago, you couldn’t have convinced me that someone so utterly perfect, so witty, and charming and devilish could walk into my life and upend it so thoroughly. I wanted to keep her. To wrap her in my arms and make her smile every single minute of the day.
She lay curled against me, impossibly peaceful with one hand tucked beneath her cheek. It had been late by the time we fell asleep. After our rough first time together, powered by pure need, we’d lain in bed exploring each other at a more leisurely pace. Finding each other in a slowed, sweeter but no less satisfying way.
