I obey. As my throat works, I feel tears welling in my eyes. Not because what he did feels wrong. Because it feels so disgustingly right. More perfect than anything I could have cooked up in my perverted brain. And I’ve cooked upa lot.
Jake watches me swallow him, his eyes burning black. “Good girl.”
A tear leaks down my cheek, and Jake slams his mouth over mine, kissing me hard. He forces my lips wider, devouring my every gasp as his hand slides from my jaw to my throat, pinning me to the mattress with a palm.
I arch beneath him as he grinds against me, loving the feeling of being immobilised. Trapped. That in the face of his strength, I can only lie here and take it.
“Yeah, you like being used, don’t you?” Jake rasps in my ear. “My filthy little whore. You’d let me doanything I want to you, wouldn’t you?”
“Yes,” I gasp.
That earns me a hard squeeze of my throat, the pressure just shy of cutting off my air supply. It makes my head spin and my body throb. “More… Please?”
Jake’s free hand closes on my left breast, pinching my nipples until I whimper. Then his hand drags lower, knuckles skimming my stomach, teasing my landing strip. I tilt my hips upward, urging him inside me.
He laughs. “You want my fingers? Or my cock?”
“Anything. Either. Please?”
“Not good enough.” His hand tightens over my throat, and my vision sparks at the edges. “Tell me.”
“I want your cock,” I choke out. “Please, Jake?”
“That’s better. Not that it’s gonna get you what you asked for.” He plunges two fingers inside me. The stretch is brutal, as delicious as it is painful, and I cry out.
“Jesus, you’re soaked,” he snarls, curling his fingers until my hips buck. “You like this, don’t you? Being spat on? Getting choked? Having me stretch you open like a little whore?”
“Yes,” I sob, my thighs quivering. “I like it with you.”
“Good girl.” He leans closer, grey eyes burning into mine. “No man mattered before me, you got that? None of them. From this night until forever, there’s only me.”
His words press down harder than his grip. Freeing me the way the weight of his body did. I let what he said wash through me, stripping the past away. Tristan. NFR. Every man who ever had or hurt me before.
This isn’t just sex, it’s a rebirth. For me and for Jake. An unmaking and a remaking.
“Yes,” I sob. “Only you.”
“That’s right.” He fucks me with his fingers, pumping ruthlessly until my whole body lights up. “You’re mine. Every inch. Every thought. Every part of you.”
I want to look away, to turn from this too-big feeling, but I force myself to keep my hold on his burning eyes. “You belong to me, too. All of you. No one else. Just me.”
Jake stills, his face softening. He bends and lightly kisses me on the lips. “I was always yours. Every day. Every hour. Every part of me belongs to you.”
For a moment, we smile, then Jake’s nostrils flare, and he drives his fingers deeper. “We’ll talk later. Shut up and come on my fuckin’ fingers, Renaldo.”
I close my eyes, prepare for orgasm, but the second I get close, he pulls his dripping fingers free and shoves them in my mouth. “Taste yourself.”
I gag as I obey, sucking him clean, eyes watering from the intrusion and that same fascination that this man knows what I want before I do.
Jake groans as I draw on his fingers, the sound vibrating through his chest to mine. He draws his hand away and climbs on top of me, lining himself up at my pussy. “Open wide for me, Ada. Now.”
I spread my legs as far as they’ll go, and then he’s inside me, driving with a brutal thrust that forces the air from my lungs. As he works, his hand returns to my throat. “Mine,” he says, as he drives into me. “Every fuckin’ inch of you is mine. Got that?”
I can’t speak, I can barely breathe, but my body answers for me, clenching around him as we come, shuddering and swearing. After seconds (hours?) of bliss we collapse side-by-side in a tangle of sheets, chests heaving like we just finished a marathon. My thighs are twitching, my pulse hammering in my neck.
“You’re so good at sex,” I gasp, staring at the ceiling like it’s going to steady me.
Jake chuckles. “Right back at you, babe.”
