I glanced up the alley toward the street, my ears picking up the sounds of traffic along with the chatter of people walking by. We were in the shadows, not visible unless you looked closely, but still, Aislynn needed a lesson on who was in charge here.
“You’ll do as you're told,” I ordered, my voice rough with need.
Her desperate moan hit me in the balls, and a drop of pre-cum beaded at the tip of my cock.
“Please,” she begged, pressing her cunt against the leather seat of my bike, seeking friction.
“Please what? You want my forgiveness, baby?” My hand pressed down on her ass, so her pussy pressed harder and gave her more purchase. “Or do you want somethin’ else?” My fingers worked her clit harder, and she let out a cry.
She groaned her reply and her hips bucked as I pressed her harder into the seat, kicking her legs apart until her thighs were spread wide and her perfect, pink pussy was exposed. “You don’t want me to stop, do you,Dubheasa? You love this. You love how crazy you get me; you get off on the power. But you gotta learn, the power’s all mine. You’re mine to fuck, and you’re mine to ruin. The sooner you learn I’m the one in control, the easier it’ll go. Now stay down and take what I give you, and I might let you come.”
I gave her clit a hard flick, and she let out a pained wail of pleasure. My fingers gathered her slick wetness, and I thrust two of them inside her, knuckle deep, groaning out loud.
Fuck, she was tight, especially when she was bent over double like that. My jaw clenched at how closely her walls gripped me, and my skin prickled with goose bumps as her loud whine turned into little whimpers of pain. I looked down at her in shock as the truth hit me like a sledgehammer.
She was a virgin.
Fuck.
“Jesus, Ash,” I cut out. “You should’ve told me.”
Her face twisted toward mine, and she hissed, “Would you have stopped?”
My mouth opened to give her my automatic reply of yes, but I couldn’t deny what she already knew. I wouldn’t have stopped. I wanted to own her in every way possible, and knowing she was a virgin wouldn’t have changed a thing.
“No,” I admitted, palming her ass again. “I told you what being mine means. It was your choice to push my buttons. Punishments aren’t designed to be easy, baby, but that doesn’t mean you won’t enjoy them.”
Her tight pussy sucked my fingers deep, and my cock thickened to the point of pain.
I’d never been with a virgin before—I avoided them like the plague—but knowing I was the first man to touch Aislynn made me want to beat my chest and bellow my victory from the rooftops. Heat flooded my body, and my nerves sparked as I eased my fingers in and out of her impossibly tight pussy.
I released my cock to work her clit again. Being so rough that I traumatize her wasn’t my endgame here. We were gonna be spending a lot of time in bed, and I wanted her to crave me as much as I did her. Getting women off wasn’t usually a priority, but I felt a desperate urge to make Aislynn happy.
It didn’t take long for her whimpers of pain to morph into low moans. Every time I pushed my fingers inside her slick, tight heat, her little groans and whimpers drove me even crazier.
“Never gonna tire of this.” I pressed down hard on her clit until she mewled. “You’re all I’ve been able to think about for a goddamned week. Never gonna get enough of this body.”
Her walls clenched, and I couldn’t resist anymore. I should have left her bent double over my bike; I shouldn’t have made it comfortable, but I needed to be close to her.
I leaned forward and cuffed her throat, pulling her up straight, making her cry out as I bit down on the skin where her neck met her shoulder so hard that I left deep teeth marks.
Her trembling fingers clamped around my wrist, her nails digging into my skin. I anchored my hand to her until I could feel her pulse stuttering against my fingertips.
“You belong to me now. No matter how much I piss you off or how hard you fight it, you’ll never be free of me. I’ll never let you go.”
Her pussy pulsed around my fingers, and I lowered my hand and began to circle her clit again. She choked out a moan, her thighs trembling.
“Oh my God,” she moaned. “I can’t take any more.”
“You’ll take what I give you. If you weren’t such a brat, it would have gone easier.”
She mewled, and her head snapped around so she could throw me a glare. “You’re a bastard,” she croaked, anger strangling her voice.
I laughed. “You only just realized?” I drove my fingers into her again, making her hips buck.
Yet again, it wasn’t lost on me how her mouth said one thing, but her body told me another. Slickness coated the inside of her thighs, and her body trembled with pleasure. Every time I thrust in, she positioned herself to take my fingers deeper. Even though she told herself she shouldn’t like it, her reactions proved the opposite.
Her little mewls and whimpers got louder, and her pussy contracted around my fingers. I knew she was close, so I rubbed her clit harder to help her along. “Ride my fingers,Dubheasa,” I murmured against the side of her neck.“Take what you need, and show me how pretty you come.” I dipped my chin and ran my tongue over the soft skin of her shoulder, groaning at the wayshe shivered. Then she threw her head back and began to moan while using my hand to make herself come.
