Page 90 of Vicious Knight
My heart pounds in my chest. “No…”
“Liar.” He pulls away from my lips but holds me in place so he can finger-fuck me. “Your body betrays you again. Your nipples are hard and your greedy little pussy is wet for me.”
He’s right. I was wet from the moment he touched me and the two distinct points of my nipples are poking against my bikini top.
“Maybe you need to get a better look.” He pulls off my top and rips off the bottoms, leaving me naked.
“Let go of me, Thorne.”
“I can’t. I don’t want to. It’s all the same thing to me. That’s why you have no reason to be jealous. Open your eyes and see. I’m fucking obsessed with you.”
My heart skips several beats and then quivers. My breathing turns shallow as my lungs constrict, narrowing to nothing.
I heard him but I wasn’t just listening. I heard him. I heard the words he said and they reached that place inside me, that secret place inside me that hungers for him.
His mouth returns to mine in a fiery kiss that leaves me breathless. And I kiss him back, really kissing him with reckless abandon.
The kiss turns into a greedy frenzy of us feeding off each other, but then he pauses and releases me only to shove his shorts down his legs.
His cock juts free; thick, massive and fully erect, ready to fuck me.
He hooks my leg over his hip and rubs his swollen erection over my entrance, his eyes heavy with lust.
I already know this time won’t be like last time when we did this, because now he knows I want him, too. There’s no hiding anymore.
He kisses the side of my face. “Hold on to me, Bambi. I won’t be gentle.”
A shudder runs through me but I slip my arms around him and hold on tight.
He trails kisses down my neck and breathes into my hair. The tension inside me rises, pulling at my core. When he pushes into my pussy, it hurts. It hurts even more as he goes deeper and deeper.
“I knew your beautiful cunt was made for me,” Thorne groans as he inches his way into my body.
I moan, too, then he thrusts up inside me in one brutal move, tearing his way past my innocence.
I cry out so loud the sound of my own voice ripples through my body, but he holds me down while stretching me wider to take his length.
Soon he’s buried deep inside me, moving past the pain until suddenly a flow of intense pleasure takes over.
It’s so powerful my entire body feels like it’s gone up in flames.
Thorne pulls back to look at me, then he catches my face and wedges me against the wall.
“You’re all mine now, Ivy Yegorov. I will fuck you so hard you will never forget who you belong to. You aren’t single anymore. Do you hear me?”
His fingers dig into my throat, almost choking me.
“Yes.”
I barely catch my breath before he starts pounding into me, fucking me into the wall.
The sounds of our passion and pleasure fill the room, and my heart hammers in my head. Everything about us is intense. Like a hurricane clashing with a tornado.
Tidal waves of pleasure roil through me when I come but he keeps going, and just like he warned me he’s not gentle. He fucks me so hard I fear he might rip my body in two.
Time seems to freeze around us, capturing this moment in which we lose ourselves in each other.
I come again. This time harder. My spasms barely slow when his begin. A deep groan rumbles in his chest and his muscles turn as hard as stone, then he comes, too.