His deep, animalistic growl interrupts me, and causes goosebumps to erupt along my arms. A shiver works its way down my spine as he roughly grabs my hips and spins me around while pushing me slightly to the side until I bump into the sink.
I straighten and look into the mirror just above the sink. Dark, red-rimmed eyes meet my shiny blue ones—wellone,since I can barely see out of my injured one.
“You want my cock again?” he growls, rubbing his hardness against my bare ass.
Gray moves one hand between my thighs, immediately pinching my clit until I cry out his name. Using his other hand, he jerks open his pants, freeing his rigid cock.
“Spread your legs wider,” he commands, and I do as he says.
A moan slips through my lips as I feel the head of his cock between my folds, teasing my entrance.
“Gray!”
I arch my back, trying to get him inside me but he pulls back with a chuckle. “Look at me through the mirror,” he commands, and I obey. “Watch me as I sink into your tight, little pussy. Does it feel good, Princess?”
Keeping my eyes open as he slowly eases into me is harder than I thought it would be, especially when I feel the familiar burn of my cunt stretching around him.
“So good,” I moan. “You feel amazing inside me.”
Still sliding into me, he grunts in approval when my pussy tightens around him. “That’s it, Princess. Take all of me. Fucking feel all of me.”
“Yes,” I cry.
When he’s finally all the way inside of me, he catches my gaze in the mirror, and it reminds me of the time he made me come in my bathroom back home. Back then, I refused to look at him as he forced me into an orgasm I didn’t want. But now… fuck. I more than want it.
“Does this remind you of anything?” I ask as I arch my back again.
Gray grabs my hips and thrusts into me so hard my hip bones hit against the unforgiving porcelain of the sink.
“Does it?” I hiss, refusing to accept his lack of answer.
“Of course,” he groans.
I watch as his eyes close, his dark lashes fanning across his cheeks. “Don’t you dare close your eyes,” I hiss, squeezing around his cock. “Look at me, Gray.”
With a chuckle, he asks, “And if I don’t?”
Instead of entertaining his challenge, I squeeze around him again. “Look. At. Me,” I snarl.
When he finally does as I want, I smile victoriously and blow him a kiss.
“Do you know what the difference is between now and then?” I ask around a moan as he thrusts his hips again. “I didn’t have a fucking choice back then, Gray. But now that I do…” Trailing off, I swallow harshly. “I choose this. I choose you.”
With a growl, he picks up his pace, fucking me ruthlessly until I’m practically chanting his name.
Each stroke of his dick takes me closer to the orgasm I crave, and… and… fuck, I’m so close.
“Play with your clit,” he groans. “I want to feel you come all over my cock.”
I whimper, pleasure shooting through me as soon as I circle my needy nub. “Gray!”
“Fuck. Princess… oh, fuck!”
With a guttural groan, he empties himself inside me at the same time as I find my own release. My orgasm hits me so hard my legs can barely keep me up, and if it wasn’t for his hands on my hips, I’d end up on the floor.
As soon as I have my breathing back under control, I spin around in his hold and throw my arms around his neck. The haunted look in his eyes is back, and I tell myself that’s the only reason I don’t tell him about what the Cruz Cunts told me. Tomorrow… tomorrow is as good a time as any.
“Kiss me,” I murmur.
