“Punish me,” she whimpered. “Punish me, Daddy.”
I grabbed a handful of her hair and tugged on it—not too hard to hurt her, but enough to get a louder moan.
A part of her ass turned red as I spanked her over and over while driving deeper inside her. She placed her forehead on the glass, her legs trembling as she knelt on the seat, begging me to destroy her pussy.
“Ruin me, Daddy! I’m all yours! I belong to you!”
I couldn’t recognize this woman—this lioness who wasn’t holding back at all. But I like it, I liked this version of her; wild, spontaneous, free, and unapologetic.
The more I hit her from the back, the more she cried out my name. The sound of her moans was music to my ears, fanning my lust.
“Harder, baby!” She glanced back at me. “Fuck me harder. Fuck me like you own me!”
Those words fueled my desire, pushing me beyond my limits.
I’d missed this—I’d missed her. And I didn’t realize that until now.
I let out a guttural growl that announced my arrival, and with one last push, I drove deeper inside her.
“Yesssss…fill me up!”
I exploded inside her, my legs shaking beneath me.
“Give it to me—gimme all of it.”
Her pussy closed around my cock, accepting every single drop of my essence. Drained, my body collapsed on her back before I slid off to the seat, breathless.
She released a sigh of satisfaction, then quietly turned around and slipped into my embrace. I wrapped my arm around her as she lay on my body, her head resting on my chest.
In that position, she could hear the sound of my beating heart. Blair exhaled sharply and held me tighter like I was her safe haven.
As we lay in silence with our hearts beating as one, I knew for sure that nothing would ever be the same again.
We’d both crossed a line now, and there was no going back.
Chapter 29 – Blair
Nine Months Later
I lay on the hospital bed, my eyes fixed on his face as he sat beside me with his large hand resting on my swollen belly. The room was silent except for the soft beep of the machines and the muffled voices outside the door.
The scent of antiseptic and disinfectant drifted through the air, mingling with the aroma of his cologne and my perfume. My lips curled into a small smile as I stared at the man who had not only stolen my heart but had also been by my side through these past months.
Nik had done right by me shortly after the courtroom drama. He figured there was no need to waste time when his mind was already made up. Nik shocked everyone when he proposed to me—it wasn’t public—but when the news got out, a lot of people were stunned by his decision.
Saying yes to him was the best choice I’d ever made in my life. These past few months were proof of that. Nik was still the ruthless businessman that he was—feared and respected. But at home with me, he was a completely different person. He was loving, kind, and did everything in his power to make me happy.
We both agreed to leave the past behind and forge ahead, together as a couple. All was forgiven, especially because I cut all ties with the Bureau. I didn’t want anything to do with them anymore—all I wanted was peace. And I found that with Nikolai Tarasov.
Our wedding was small, rushed, but classic. Only a few invited guests were present, mostly his friends and family. Some might argue that it was the perfect definition of simplicity.
Ever since I officially became Mrs. Tarasov, my life had been easier in more ways than one. I was happier and never feltmore alive. Nik was the best thing that happened to me. He was the best version of himself around me, and I had no doubt that he would make a great father.
I glanced at the ring on my finger, my heart filling with gratitude for how my life had turned out in the end. What started as a dangerous game ended as something worthwhile, an inspiring story of the power of true love.
It was crazy how our fear and resistance quickly grew into trust. And from trust to something much deeper. Something unique.
He held my hand, his fingers intertwined in mine as he murmured softly. “I love you.”
