I ran my hands up her thighs, hating how good her smooth skin felt before wrapping my hands in the firm flesh of her ass. Lifting her, I thrust back into her over and over again. I couldn’t help but lick my lips as her tits bounced with every connection. My mouth watered from wanting them in my mouth. Her cuntsqueezed around my cock, and it wasn’t long before she moved her hands and scraped her nails down my chest.
Make me bleed.
I loved to inflict pain but had never given any thought to how it would feel to be on the receiving end while fucking. To have her pussy tight and slick around my cock while being whipped with a crop or flogged. This woman. My attention went to her face, and there was a wave of raw possessiveness that went through me that scared me.
“Suck on my tits.” She leaned forward, almost smothering me with them. My tongue instantly found a perky nipple, and when I felt her quiver around me again, I gripped her ass tight as I pounded fervently and bit down.
“Yes. Fuck yes, you piece of shit. Fuck me. Suck my tit like the baby you are.” Elin’s hips met each of my thrusts, hard. “Fucking mark my tits.”
Without hesitation, I let her nipple go, switched to the other, and bit down on the inner fleshy part, mumbling, “As you wish, ma’am.”
I dragged my teeth across the skin and then repeated the motion on the other side to match. Marking her twice more, I took her nipple back into my mouth and sucked hard, which earned me a deep groan as her pussy tightened around me even more.
That’s right. Call me a micro dick now.
Her moans and the sound of our skin slapping together were feeding my lust, but when her nails dug into my shoulders, I swore I felt warm liquid roll down, but I didn’t give two shits. Fuck, I was going to fill her fucking pussy full too quickly if I didn’t find a way to hold myself off. Elin pounded back into me just as hard as I did her, as she squeezed around me in smaller orgasms. I reached between us and flicked her clit a few times, and she groaned, grinding against me. As she fell into thepleasure ripping through her body, she screamed, “I hate you, you fucking asshole!”
I know you do, but I still made you cum.
When she finally came down, she looked down at me, continuing to ride me hard. “Do you deserve to cum, Gavriel? Do you feel like you’ve done enough to earn that release?”
“Only you can tell me.” I was holding on for dear life now, and when she looked back in my eyes, I knew she could see the pleading there. I couldn’t even hold any hate for her right now. This woman had me in a figurative chokehold, and I didn’t know how we had gotten here, but fuck.
Elin’s hips moved with mine, and her pussy was repeatedly filled with my cock. “Cum with me this time.”
I redoubled my efforts, and it took only a minute for her to throw her head back, screaming in pleasure again, and finally I let myself go. “Fuck yeah, bitch. Take all my cum.”
Elin collapsed on my chest, and I simply wrapped my arms around her, wanting to keep her close. Nothing about what had happened in this room today was normal. Nothing had been expected. Nothing had been whatshouldhave happened. Fucking the snot-nosed bitch of a daughter of my old partner and best friend had not been something I’d thought I would do. Let alone let her degrade and dominate me like she had. What was worse, I’d loved every fucking second of it. That was some of the best sex I’d ever had. My hand moved absently up and down her spine, and a content hum came from her, bringing a small smile to my face.
When her breathing slowed, she rose up, stood, and got dressed. Without a word, I followed suit. When I was done, I leaned against the wall for a moment, watching her slip her jeans over her perfect ass. She hadn’t said anything, but I noticed her eyes were distant, as though she were processing everything that had happened. As she slipped her boots back on, Elin took adeep breath, looked over her shoulder, and smiled slightly. “Not bad for a pompous fuckhead.”
I couldn’t help the smirk on my face. I could still taste her on my lips, and as much as I hated to admit it, I would taste her anytime she demanded it, in front of anyone, including my father.
What in the fuck is wrong with me?In this moment, I didn’t care.
“Have Kyle Montrose here at ten a.m. for us to walk through the property and discuss everything with him. If you can be passionate about this place and continue to take instructions like a good boy, then we have a chance of being able to work together.”
“Yes, ma’am.” The words slipped easily from my lips, and I wasn’t sure what to make of it.
As she sat down at the desk again, she lifted the screen to the laptop and went back to looking through the files. I cleared my throat, and she chuckled as her gaze met mine. While I knew that she still hated me on some level, there was a touch of confusion at the way she was looking back at me. She sat up straighter. “Remember, your balls and cock are mine. If I find that you have allowed anyone else to touch them, I’ll put you in a chastity device.” She paused, and a wicked grin appeared on her face. “No. There will be one on your desk before tomorrow’s meeting. I expect you to have it on and to send me a photo of it before we meet with Kyle. Now, get the fuck out of my office.”
When I stepped into the hall, I leaned against the opposite wall, feeling the music thumping in the plaster against my back as I stared back at her door. Why was that some of the hottest sex I’d ever had? Why did I want to go back in there and sit on my knees beside her chair for hours and wait for her next instruction? Why did I not care that I was giving power to this woman? In this business, that could be a call for death, but hereI was, a part of me wanting to ruin her, but part of me also loving every second of her controlling me.
There were a few things I knew for sure. I hated her for making me want her. I hated her for loving the way she degraded me. Ultimately, though, I was going to make her mine . . . or I would irrevocably be hers, forever.
Chapter 11
Afterheleftmyoffice, I dove back into reviewing the financials. The club was quite profitable, despite the padding for the Azzaros’ operations. The problem was that my focus kept returning to the space where I had put Gavriel on his knees and then owned the man responsible for killing my father, only a few feet away. The memory of the way his tongue had worked my pussy had me shifting in my seat, and when he’d slid into me? Fuck, it had been good dick. The man knew how to use it too.
A hate fuck was fine. Right?
But with Gavriel Azzaro?
He was sexy as fuck. Not to mention the fight in his eyes. The way he’d fought me but given me power over him. I still couldn’t believe that I had been able to make one of the most powerful men in the city drop to his knees without any previous conversation or agreement.
You have a senator and a DA doing your bidding. Gavriel Azzaro is nothing.
If I had to sleep with the fucking enemy to get my revenge, then I’d do it. I would take the Azzaros down. They—no, GavrielAzzaro would pay for killing the only person worth anything in my life. Even if it destroyed me.
