“Thank you, Sir.”Grateful tears swam in her eyes as I released her nape and gestured to my huge erection.“I really needed that.”
“I know.”She really was a pleasure to play with.“And now I’m going to fuck you again.”
Chapter Eighteen
Caroline
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I’D NEVER KNOWN ANYTHINGlike the surge of pleasure the orgasm had produced.Sure, I’d been turned on before, and I’d experienced heady climaxes at Harper’s hands, but none of that compared to the way that wave obliterated me.
As his hand shifted to release his grasp on the back of my neck, I fell forward onto all fours, vaguely aware of him speaking, yet not able to discern his words.The foggy clouds in my head were lifting, but rather than being replaced with clarity, there was only a blissful blanket of gratification in their place.Warm contentment swelled where there was once stagnant frustration, and all I could focus on was the relief emanating from what felt like my every pore.
“Caroline.”He shifted from the end of the bed, falling to his knees behind me and cocooning my weary body.His body heat enveloped me, protecting me from the cool air as he whispered into my ear.“I want you.”
In the aftermath of my orgasm, I recognized the feeling of his cock at my slick entrance, and my lips curled at the idea.Finally, he could fuck me without fueling my frustration.
I turned my head to meet his face.“Yes, please.”
I wanted him to claim me, to remind me that I was a woman;hiswoman.
He lunged smoothly, his mouth nibbling at my shoulder as my head fell forward.
“Fuck me.”
“Is that a command, little girl?”He withdrew before slamming back into me, and my God, evenIcouldn’t believe how extraordinarily aroused I was.
“Yes,” I called out as he filled me up.
“What was that?”he snarled.
“Yes,Sir.”I smiled as he grabbed a fistful of my hair.“Please fuck me, Sir.”
“Better.”His grasp relaxed, those deft fingers sliding around to my throat and holding me there as he thrust faster.Fleetingly, a part of my brain warned of the danger those fingers represented and how easily they could cut off my air supply, but the thought was easily suppressed.I had more faith in the man who’d got me out of Fortorus than I had in anyone in the world.He could be a swine, but I trusted him not to do me genuine harm.“You’re mine, little girl.”
He collapsed over my shoulder in a satisfied heap, pushing us both to the carpet below as he groaned with his own relief.
