All there is now is the pleasure of him being inside me, our connection strengthened with each movement.
I wrap my hands on either side of his face, over his solid, square jaw, and pull his lips to mine, tasting him, letting him move inside me and possess me.
“You belong to me,” he growls against my lips.
“I’m yours,” I whisper back.
“Forever, little one. I’m never letting you go.” He thrusts up into me, staking his claim on my body. “This body is mine,” he moans. “This pussy is mine.”
My heart races as he pushes deeper, thrusting harder and faster.
My nails dig into his neck, and his tongue pushes into my mouth.
His strong hands push my thighs wider apart, but he’s not satisfied.
He stands, still inside me, and lays me down on my back on the sofa, lying over me, using his hips to spread my legs. He grabs one of my ankles and lifts it, spreading me even wider. The new angle brings a universe of new sensations shooting through my body.
I cry out and tilt my head back.
“Yes, little one, I want to hear you. You’re so beautiful when my cock is inside you. I could fuck you all day. I could never get enough of you.”
My body jolts beneath him with each pounding thrust of his hips. He slips his hand beneath the curve of my back, lifting me so that I’m arched towards him. He rides me hard, each movement pushing the breath from my lungs and making me moan louder.
My pussy begins to pulse and throb over his massive cock, sensations building more intense with each stroke. He grinds in circles, rubbing himself over my clit.
I can barely breathe. I can’t think straight.
My fingers dig into the soft fabric of the sofa as my legs shake uncontrollably.
Every moment I’ve spent dreaming of him, every fantasy I’ve ever had…it’s all suddenly real. The fairytale dream is real.
My emotions flood me as the orgasm slams into my body.
His cock plunges deep inside me, and my pussy locks over him.
He groans, a deep, husky sound that intensifies my pleasure.
Wave after wave, my body shudders and convulses as he holds onto me. His cock goes rigid inside me, and he explodes.
He rolls onto his back, pulling me with him so that I’m lying on his chest.
I rest my cheek against his heart, listening to the steady rhythm.
Kristopher strokes his fingers through my hair, down my back.
“You are perfect in every way, little one. This is all I ever wanted. You. You are everything to me,” he says quietly, his heart still racing just as fast as mine.
Chapter 23 - Kristopher
I chose to face my father alone. This is a conversation I hope to have in a respectable manner, and storming into his office with my entire alliance at my side like I did with Ali isn’t going to be a good starting point.
The envelope on the passenger seat next to me contains a document that I want my father to sign. A treaty similar to the one Ali Koskos signed last night.
If this doesn’t go as planned, I will visit him again with my allies.
Out of whatever shred of respect I might still have for the fact that this man is my family, I’m here alone.
Parking in the underground section beneath his office, I turn my car off and sit for a moment, organizing my thoughts.
