“Do you need this?” I looked down into his crazed eyes and knewhe needed it just as badly as I did.
“Take your fucking pants off,” he growled.
I lifted my hips and did as he commanded, sliding one leg out of my sweats while he reached between us and undid his belt.
“Jesus Christ,” Joe ground out, the green in his eyes giving way to darkness as he stared between my legs.
“I’m a stripper, Joe. We don’t believe in panties.” I freed his cock and squeezed the base, relishing the way he gripped my hips hard enough to bruise. “And definitely don’t bring Jesus into this.”
Shivers erupted over both of us as I swirled the head of him through the slickness around my entrance, preparing to drive him in deep and hard, when a rush of cold air hit me from the right.
Joe threw the car door wide and, with one hand firmly planted on my ass while the other gripped the overhead handle, he pulled us from the vehicle.
“What the he–”
My back slammed against the side of the SUV, breath whooshing from my lungs on impact. Stars lingered in the corner of my vision, and Mary fucking Magdalene if I didn’t love it. I clawed at the back of Joe’s neck, hanging on for dear life as he lifted me by the ass and slammed his cock inside with animalistic force, leaving no time to prepare for the thickness of him. I squeezed around the ache and screamed, the mix of absolute pleasure and biting pain intoxicating.
With a growl, Joe ripped my hands from his skin, pinned both of my arms above my head, and squeezed my wrists until my fingers tingled.
“Christ!” I whimpered as he pounded into me. Those obsidian eyes flicked to mine. A gritty smile lifted his flushed cheeks, and there was nothing I recognized in the lust filled man fucking me into oblivion. “Joe, I’m gonna– ”
He released my wrists and clamped that hand over my mouth. The metal of the door was unyielding against the back of my head, met with pressure of his brute force was a painful combination.
He’d never hear my safe word, though. I wasn’t a safe word kind of bitch. Not when I wanted his punishment. When Ideservedhis punishment.
“You don’t come until I damn well say you can. Do you understand?” His words were breathy from the force of his thrusts. “Your orgasm belongs tome.”
Once upon a time, those words would have brought me to my knees. But now, even as my body climbed toward orgasm, I felt nothing.
Joe grabbed me by the back of the neck, walked me to the front of the SUV, and bent me over the front in an act of total domination. I moaned as my cheek flattened against cold metal.
My shoulders popped as he jerked my arms backward, body arching into him on its own, drawing pleasure from the pain he was so willing to cause. I heard the jingle of his belt before the leather strap bound my wrists together.
The heat of his body disappeared as he stepped back and the absence forced a pathetic whimper past my lips. I was far from caring, though. The ache of my stolen orgasm grew by the second, my swollen clit throbbing in time to the beat of my heart.
“Look at you,” he murmured. “Splayed out like a buffet. Ready for the taking.”
“Whatever you want,” I moaned.
Joe’s hands were on my ass in an instant and, with an inhuman growl, he sank his teeth into the thickest part of my cheek.
“Shit!” My body tensed. Before I had the chance to feel the full ripple of pain from his teeth, he spanked me without reservation and thrust back inside.
“You take it so fucking well, Dany.”
Yes, whispered a familiar voice inside of my mind.So compliant as you’re taken.
Everything stopped – my pleasure, breaths, even time.
I lifted my head, swiveling frantically until my gaze fell on a set of glowing, mismatched eyes I knew better than my own through the back windshield.
Luci.
If Joe was aware of the tension, he didn’t show it. The tempo of his thrusts became erratic, his sole attention drawn to the way he fucked me from behind.
You’re not going to come for him.
A pair of phantom hands slipped between my thighs and started a sinful swirl around my clit. The fingers moved as if they could read my body, working me with the exact speed and pressure I was desperate for. An orgasm built furiously inside my belly, the strength tenfold what it was from earlier. A flicker in thewindshield’s reflection caught my eye, and my gasp was drowned by a guttural moan. It was no longer Joe’s concentrated face I saw behind me…
