I pull my fingers free and press down hard on my clit, and my body responds like it’s the button for my detonation.
Chapter 13
Temperance
Ahoarse scream breaks free of my throat as my entire body tenses and my hips rock against the chair.
Calloused fingers pull my hand from between my legs, and he sucks my fingers into his mouth.
Oh my good God. That’s the hottest thing I’ve ever seen.
After he licks them clean, he lets out a groan. “Tart, tangy, and oh-so-fucking smooth.” He releases my fingers and rises, reaching out to wrap both hands around my waist. “You’re about to get fucked so hard.”
“God, yes.”
I nod, but he’s already lifting me off the chair like I don’t weigh a thing and backing me up against a bare wall. As soon as he sets me on my feet, my spine pressed against it, he pulls a condom out of his pocket.
“Take my cock out.”
My hands drop to his pants, releasing the button. The silk-lined fabric falls away as his dick springs free. He rolls the condom down his shaft and gives it a hard tug.
“You gonna be able to take it all? Because this is what you did. This is what you bought with your show. Your fucking sexy moans when you came. The taste of your sweet cunt.”
“Yes.” It comes out as a plea because I’ve never wanted anything more.
“Good.”
He grips my waist again and lifts me up. “Wrap those legs around me.”
My palms reach out to grip the solid slabs of his shoulders as I follow his order, lifting one leg to lock around his tattooed hip.
There’s no way he can ...
But he moves forward, lining up with my entrance, and his blue eyes pierce mine as he pushes inside me until he’s buried to the hilt.
Like a live wire, raw energy charges between us. His nostrils flare as he squeezes me tighter, wraps my other leg around his hip, and pulls back before pounding into me.
This is what I’ve been dying for ever since I ran out of Haven like a scared little girl last weekend. His ownership, his dominance—and if I’m honest, his cock.
He plunges into me and withdraws, dragging over every sensitive nerve ending again and again.
He lifts me higher and keeps me aloft effortlessly in a stunning display of power. I buck against him, grinding my clit against his hard stomach as he stills.
When he pulls away again, I’m ready to beg.
“Please, I need to come.”
He finally breaks my stare and glances toward the window into the office. “Look at them. Look at them right now.”
I turn my head toward the window, and the man is fucking the woman bent over the desk, her hands bound behind her back.
Her mouth is open, like she’s moaning her pleasure, but I can’t hear anything over the roaring in my ears and the sound of my own heavy breathing.
“I want you to come for me. I want you to scream so loud, they can hear you through the soundproof walls.”
My eyes cut back to him, and the other couple is already forgotten.
“Hold on.”