I snapped my fingers, commanding, “Cock out. Now.”
He jolted into action, hands going to work on his zipper. “Yes, ma’am.” Reaching into his boxers, he freed his cock, and I lunged for it, only to have him step back.
My whine sounded as he stroked his length mesmerizingly slow.
“Do you want me to beg? Drop to my knees? Tell me what you want, Sasha.” Desperation crept into my breathy voice.
“Tell me you’re mine.” His tone was sharp, demanding. It should’ve made me bristle after my history of controlling men, but instead, it made me even wetter, the throbbing between my thighs reaching a new height.
“I’m yours,” I whispered.
“Louder!” he barked, tugging on his cock faster, and I feared if I didn’t obey, he’d get himself off, and I’d be left unsatisfied.
“Yours!” I screamed, my heart threatening to escape from my chest. “Only yours.”
“Right answer,” Sasha gritted out before lunging, spinning me around to face the wall-mounted mirror.
One massive palm came to rest across my throat in a claiming gesture. “No one will ever love you like I do, Gemma. Do you understand me?”
Swallowing, I managed a slight nod.
“Words, baby. I need to hear ’em.” I could feel his restraint slipping, and I wanted nothing more than to unleash the beast he kept caged. When it broke free, the sex was next-level, and I more than needed that with how worked up I was tonight.
With a shaky hand, I reached between my legs, flicking the snap at the crotch of my bodysuit and pressing my bare ass against his hard shaft.
Sasha’s fingers tightened around my neck, his free hand dragging through my slit, making my back arch and my hips buck, seeking more contact where I needed him most. “Say it, Kitten. Because the minute you do, I’m gonna fuck you so hard that when I’m done, your sweet pussy will be weeping every minute my cock isn’t filling it. For days, you’ll be clenching around nothing at the memory of tonight, desperate, needing another hit.”
How did he expect me to form words afterthat?
Whimpering, I managed a barely audible, “Give me your love.”
“You already have it, sweetheart.” His hand fell away from my throat, and I slumped forward, thankful for the counter hitting me at the waist. Kicking my legs wide, he warned, “Hold on, this is gonna be rough.”
Fuck yes.
With a single roll of his hips, he thrust inside, and I cried out so loud there was no doubt anyone passing through the hallway would have heard it. The stretch was intense, but Sasha didn’t give me a single second to adjust, pulling his hips back and shoving forward again.
A sob tore up my throat, and pleasure surged through my veins, chasing the peak of it becoming my sole focus. Not thatI could do much more than grit my teeth and hold on in this position, bent over the sink, the unyielding countertop biting into my hips as the padding of my ass did very little to cushion each jarring blow as Sasha pistoned into me from behind.
Each thrust grew more punishing than the last, my toes rising off the ground with the force of impact.
I yelped when my scalp screamed in pain, only to realize that Sasha had twisted my braid around his fist, yanking my head up so I could view us fucking in the reflection of the mirror.
Jesus fucking Christ.
The man looked like a god behind me, the sharp ridges of his torso rippling in time with the sound of slapping skin. His jaw hung slack, his eyes trained on the spot where our bodies merged, his thick cock pummeling my pussy.
Pinned the way I was, my range of motion was limited, but I was desperate to come. I was right on the edge. I just needed a little shove. So, I did the only thing I could and clenched my inner walls with all my might.
My eyes widened when his sharp gaze found mine in the mirror. With his jaw clenched, he gritted out, “Need to get deeper.”
“Good luck,” I panted. The idea was laughable. I could literally feel him ramming my cervix.
“Don’t need it.”
Before I could ask what he meant, one forearm hooked beneath my knee, propping it onto the counter and spreading me wide. Sasha shifted his stance behind me to accommodate the new position.
If I thought I was being noisy before, the primal scream I let out when he forced his cock in as deep as it could go was so shrill, it was a wonder someone wasn’t beating down the door asking if someone was killing me in here.
