Page 92 of She Belongs to Me

One orgasm quickly morphed into something even more spine tingling. Nico pushed open my legs as far as they would go, his animalistic sounds adding to the moment. He was like a crazed man, refusing to let me go for a full five minutes.

I was exhausted, trying to keep my wits about me. When I finally opened my eyes, it was like I was in an intense fog. Panting, I licked my lips, my mouth far too dry. I craved crawling to him and sucking on his huge cock.

But he’d resumed control, just like I’d thought he would.

Maybe just like I’d wanted him to do.

When he finally eased my legs onto the blanket, I lolled my head to the side. Bad decision. I didn’t notice until it was too late that he’d eased his carved butt on the blanket until he’d jerked me over his lap.

“What are you doing?” I demanded, but of course I knew exactly what he had planned.

“Just providing a slight reminder that you are not only a bad girl at heart, but also will never be in charge.”

“You said I was a very good girl. You stalked me for years.”

That only brought a crack of his hand. “I wasn’t stalking you. I was… watching you. I was caring about you from afar.”

“Afar, my ass.”

That got me four rather brutal cracks of his hand in a rapid-fire succession. “See?” It was as if my bad words were complete confirmation of my status.

He wasted no time, shifting his huge hand from one side of my bottom to the other. Yes, there was pain. Yes, I was growling just like he’d done, but I was also happily lost in the moment of his full dominance.

I accepted the round of punishment, knowing in my heart he wouldn’t be able to hold off for long.

Six more smacks of his hand against my aching butt and he was finished.

With no difficulties, no hesitation, he positioned me on his lap. I had to straddle his hips, adoring his loopy grin. His cock was standing at full attention, pressing against my stomach. But he quickly changed his expression as he cupped the side of my face.

I wasn’t certain what had popped into his mind, but I knew he cared about me. It was easy to read. I rose up from his lap, positioning his shaft and slowly lowering my body.

There truly was nothing like the feel of my pussy muscles expanding, the deliciousness of the moment allowing me to tingle all over. I adored being outside, being bad in every way. It added to the feeling of freedom.

He gripped my hips with both hands, lifting me almost all the way off his cock. When he brought me down, it was rougher than what I’d done, expanding my muscles once again. I adored the sensations rocketing through me and gripped his shoulders. Together we rocked, our bodies overheated but full of life.

We wanted to stare into each other’s eyes as we fucked. I wasn’t certain what that said other than we were getting closer. The beauty of the moment was something I’d remember for a long time to come.

If only we could stay this way.

The rocking brought friction and with that, our combined heavy breathing.

I crowded as close to him as possible. His cock was pulsing. My heart was still hammering in my chest. And the stars I’d seen before were out in full force. Being with him was like the perfect fantasy.

My mind was still in euphoric places from before, but he was pushing me hard again. He wanted me to come with him.

His body was tensing, his eyes never blinking. I could swear the man was looking right through me, capturing parts of my soul I hadn’t known existed.

My mind was free, my body finally shaking as another orgasm neared, waiting for his command.

How did he know?

“Come with me, little flower. Here. Now. Together.”

There was something so seductive about his voice that I was pulled into his darkness if only for a few moments. But I could see his pain, not just feel it.

Guilt was a tough feeling to get over. No matter how much time or how life had evolved. But he was doing his best to shake the wretched feeling.

As another rush of vibrations jetted through me, he threw his head back. The cords in the side of his neck were strained, his jaw clenched. But that didn’t stop his animalistic roar as he released deep inside of me.