Page 52 of Wanting What's Wrong

My head spins. His finger, his voice, the strength of his grasp. “Tell Daddy how bad you need to be fucked, baby girl.”

The rush of desire that floods out of me when he talks like that—I can’t possibly deny it. And I can’t fight it, either.

“Say it. You know you want to, Kitty Kat. I’ve always been here for you. So fucking trust me now. Let go. Say it.” He pulls my arms together, drawing them up, securing his ruthless grip on my helpless wrists.

I gasp as a jolt of pain shoots up through my shoulders. The pain ricochets through my body and emerges as a gush of wetness onto his hand.

He bends his finger inside me, and I hear him laugh on the out breath. “That’s your body saying,Fuck me, Daddy.Now say it with your pretty mouth.”

I want to say it. With all my heart. My face is hot, my heart is pounding. I can’t tell if I am safe or in danger. And right now, I don’t care.

“Fuck me. Fuck me please, Daddy.” It’s halfway between a whisper and a cry as I let the words go.

He yanks my arms hard and I cry out. “Fuck yeah, baby girl. Daddy’s gonna fuck you right through the damn wall.”

Every second feels like it slows to a crawl as he spins me around, flips me over, and positions me with my ass high in the air.

It’s surreal how easily he moves me around, like I weighnothing. Weightless, helpless. He puts my arms behind my back again, forcing my face down brutally into the pillows.

“Did you fucking hear me?” he growls. “Don’t you let another man touch you. That was bad, Kitty Kat. So fucking bad. And it wasn’t all your fault, I know that. It would be unfair to spank your beautiful round ass again so soon, and I won’t do that to you. But I do want you to remember this lesson, so you’re going to take your punishment like a good girl, then next time a man reaches out for you you’ll remember to save his life and step back, won’t you?”

A sharp snap pops in the air. And then another and another.

“Palms up,” he orders, and I obey without question.

And then the pain, oh my God, the pain. I scream as he brings the belt down on my hands. It’s not so hard that I think it might cut me, but it’s hard enough to get his point across. My skin ignites into a million tiny bee stings, my eyes illuminate with a thousand burning lights, as the leather belt bites my skin.

The belt connects three more times until the pain folds over into pleasure inside me. This man I have always looked up to, the one that for so long filled my fantasies, takes me in hand and my body explodes in wave after wave of pain and release.

The scorch of the belt screams over my soft skin once more, and then he steps in behind me, his hard cock pressing between my ass cheeks, just nudging open my asshole. He reaches around behind me, gripping my jaw with his massive hand.

“Say you’re sorry, Kat. Fuckingsay it.”

“I’m so sorry,” I sob, feeling the pleasure and the pain and the love and the fear. I turn my head, looking back over my shoulder. If looks could kill, I’d be dead already.

He pinches my face harder to turn me back around. And then he pries my mouth open, and slips the leather end of the belt between my teeth.

“Bite down like a good girl, Kitty Kat. Because Daddy’s about to fuck you.Hard.”

Nineteen

Trent

Ipower into her in one blinding stroke, tearing her already sore flesh.

“Oh, shit,” she roars, her body balling up with tension. Delirious fucking tension. I power into her again and again, and the sound of our bodies slapping against one another fills the bedroom. Her breathing comes in gasps and puffs. Desperate. Painful. Fucking beautiful.

She engulfs me. Her fucking magic wet pussy takes me in deep. Sliding into that tight, wet, hot space in one motion has me ready to shoot my canon into her already. As I fuck her, I watch her round ass bounce and jiggle with every fucking drive.

She takes me as deep as her pussy will let her, and I watch her toes curl up tight. I stretch her to her limit, slowly draw out, and pummel her hard again. I keep her hands bound tight, feeling her wrist bones against my palm, as I fucking use her and use her and use her.

“I own this body, Kitty Kat.Mine.”

I’m fucking her hard, fucking her mean, and in return her body lets go in submission. Her pussy softens, her moans grow darker and softer. I’ve fucking got her now. And I’m never letting her go.

I bottom her out with each stroke, powering my cock into her cervix every fucking time.

Her walls wrap me tight—tighter. Wild and intense as the eye of a hurricane. I’m barely able to keep my mind focused as I ride out every fucking delirious thrust into her incredible pussy.

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