Within seconds, he’d torn a hole in the panties, ruining them as he’d promised to do. When he lifted his head, the lust in his eyes was as mesmerizing as the man.
“You didn’t answer my question. Angel.” His smile was sly and he pinched my clit between his fingers, forcing me onto my toes from the joyous agony. My pussy was throbbing to the point of sheer anguish.
“Yes. God, yes.”
His laugh was followed by a slow and easy growl seconds before he shredded my panties. There was such depravity in the man and I was completely enthralled.
“Keep your arms over your head.” He pulled away, daring me with his eyes to disobey him.
I didn’t, although the night was still young.
He ripped off his shirt from the back, tossing it aside, but didn’t bother pulling off his shoes or jeans. His hunger too intense, he freed his cock, immediately yanking both my legs around his hips.
With one brutal thrust, he plunged every inch inside, leaving me gasping for air.
“Oh, yes. Fuck. Yes.”
“You like it when I fill you? Fuck you?”
“Yes.” I nodded for emphasis, squeezing my knees against him. “Fuck me. Just fuck me.”
He didn’t make me wait for long, thrusting inside with wild abandon. Once again, he slammed me against the wall, driving the air from my lungs. I just didn’t care. His hands found my wrists, pinning me in place as he’d done before. I was lost in the moment, the sheer indulgence of our fucking everything.
“More. Please, more.”
His expression remained hard, yet it was as if he was shocked I was accepting his brutality, enjoying every moment of his sheer dominance. I was pushed to a crazed point, no longer able to focus, but it didn’t matter.
With every savage thrust, I felt even closer.
“Fuck. What am I going to do with you?” He released his hold on my wrists, instead fisting my hair and nuzzling his face into my neck. “I could fuck you for days.” He powered into me, the sex as if this was his last day on earth.
My pussy continued to ache, clenching tightly and pulling him in even deeper. As his hot breath cascaded across my skin, I cinched my eyes closed. The closeness was amazing, more so than before.
This wasn’t about making love, but about strengthening the tether in hopes of replacing the steel chains.
His hips swiveled back and forth, the ache only increasing. He cupped my ass with his other hand, using the friction and closeness to keep me from falling. With every brutal slam, every deep throb, I was pulled closer to an orgasm.
I sensed his impatience growing along with the rattled sounds of his breathing. He pulled away enough that I could see his eyes, basking in the darkness of them.
“Come for me, angel. Come on my cock.”
His commands had the same effect on me they always did. I wanted nothing more than to obey him.
My body responded instantly, the ache deep inside claiming me just as the man had already done.
“Oh. Yes. Yes.” I jerked away from the wall, squeezing his shoulders. The wave was beautiful, lights in stunning colors floating across my field of vision. There was nothing like the incredible raw sensations or the sheer ecstasy rolling through me.
“Alexander. Oh, yes, Alexander.” It seemed my screams fueled him, his entire body tensing. He sought out my lips again, capturing the fractured scream as he dominated my mouth the way he was doing my pussy.
We both tensed, the crazed feeling of being together, the insanity of how we’d come to be not lost on either of us.
I sensed the moment he was ready to erupt, squeezing my muscles with such ferocity he was forced to break the kiss.
The reward was the powerful man throwing back his head, releasing not only his cum deep inside but the primal growl of his only surrender I’d ever experience.
To the rush of needs that could only be satisfied when we were together.
There was nothing like the sweet heaven of being with him.
