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“I am going to own this fine ass of yours. My cock is going to slip in, and it’s going to fuck you hard. Ready?”

“Yes, Sir.” Her breathy gasp could be mistaken for eagerness if not for the barb in her tone.

I deflate the plug, pop it out, and put it in the small wastebasket.

The tip of my cock touches her ass, and Mckenna tenses up.

I grab her fleshy underside and squeeze. “You can make it easy or not, Mckenna. Up to you.”

I press my cock to her ass and push past the tight ring of muscles, inch by inch, and as she clenches around me, I feel like I am done. She cries out as I thrust, and then I am not gentle. I bite her shoulder blade as I thrust right to my hilt. And as if her flesh, and her tight ass that’s gripping my cock, is a punching bag, I thrust into her, hard and fast.

She’s so tight, even after that inflated plug that stretched every part of her back hole.

The nonsensical sounds coming from her lips are gorgeous, even as they wrap around the anger in my heart. “I am going to fill your ass right now. What do you say to that?”

With slow, deliberate strokes, I pump into her hole.

“Please! Please, Sir, fill my ass,” she shrieks the words and her begging takes me by surprise but ignites my release. Her shudder makes me want to slow it down, and I do, even though it’s agony because all I want to do is plow into her. But she feels so fucking good. I don’t want this to end.

“You’re so damn needy.” I grip her shoulder, brushing my fingertips over the bite mark.

“Yes! Please!”

My balls tighten and fire licks up my spine, electric hot and ready to tow me under.

I explode into her so hard, I see stars. “So good,” I pant out, brushing my lips again against her birthmark.

With a guttural growl, I collapse on top of her, feeling her ass gape around my cock. “Oh hellion, that was fucking good.”

“Yeah,” she shivers against me.

I know it’s from our exertion. I wrap an arm around her. For a few seconds, I briefly hold her, my nostrils flaring with her scent.

“Your ass is nice and tight. I can’t wait to do it again. Go clean up the toys and then shower.” My tone is softer, more gentle.

“Yes, Sir.”

She sits up, and I pass her the wastebasket, not making eye contact with her.

The problem with wanting my revenge on Mckenna is that it conflicts with how much I want to hold her, tell her she’s a good girl, and reward her for meeting my every demand.

I can’t give her that, but I can give her a reprieve and she needs her strength for all the things I have yet to do to her.

Thinking of what’s in store for her tomorrow, I chuckle.

It’s time for a different kind of revenge, and I can’t wait to see her face as I give it to her.

7 MCKENNA

Iclose the door to the bathroom and lean against it, trying to stop shaking.

My body is not shivering from the cold, but from the quick release of adrenaline. The debasement that Adrian did left me in a puddle of raw need.

I curse my body for being so responsive to him.

The way he led me into blissful humiliation was done so smoothly that I barely registered I was there until his toe touched my clit. I close my eyes at the memory, shame swirling through me, making my pussy clench.

Stepping into the shower, I turn the faucet on as hot as possible and luxuriate under the warm spray. He wants me clean after every single scene, and that’s fine by me. I’m toweling my hair off when Adrian steps into the bathroom.

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