Page 70 of Claim Me
Every sound was a promise, every caressing touch an act of possession.
Kazimir sighed heavily before sliding his arms under mine, yanking me to my feet. The moment he shoved me against the wall, I wrapped my legs around his hips.
“May God forgive me.” His words, his plea became a testament of our sin and I knew there was no turning back the clock. We’d crossed a line that could never be erased.
He wasted no time, returning his cock to my aching pussy. He took his time thrusting inside, but once fully seated, he let out an intense growl, the sound sending another wave of shivers down to my toes.
“So tight. My God, you’re so wet for me.”
“You make me that way.”
He narrowed his eyes, his breathing as labored as mine. When he rolled onto the balls of his feet, pushing me further up the wall, he planted both hands on either side of me. “Hands over your head. If I need to tell you again, your bottom will ache for a week.”
Another thrilling moment, another rush of sensations.
I was certain I would fall, but the weight of his body pressing against mine kept me aloft. As he started to fuck me once again, I was lulled into a magnificent moment of bliss, vibrations dancing through me. He was powerful as I knew he’d be, rough in the right way as he fucked me, plunging in deep thrusts. The blissful lull was quickly replaced with utter ecstasy as an orgasm began to build. This was something incredible, igniting all my senses.
“Oh, yes…”
“You will learn to obey me.” He was looking at me was like he planned on devouring every inch. I wrapped my feet together, no longer able to breathe or think clearly as the climax started to build.
“Never.”
His laugh boomed in the room. “We shall see about that.”
When he slowed down his rhythm, switching the angle, I was immediately tossed into another realm. I couldn’t hold back a scream as the orgasm jetted through me like a tidal wave.
“Oh, God. Oh…” I lolled my head, struggling to blink or breathe. He picked up his speed once again, driving me so hard into the wall that I lost my breath.
“Good girl. Very good girl.”
The praise was strangely comforting, the warmth I felt expanding into a blaze of fire. The single orgasm didn’t seem to be enough, my body reacting to his firm hold. The cascade of sensations was like a live wire, the pull on my emotions as electric as the moment.
When the deliciousness began to subside, he yanked me away from the wall. I couldn’t help myself, throwing my bound hands over his head, pressing my face against his. I didn’t care what he did with me at this point. I knew he’d carried me away from the wall. I only knew I adored being in his arms, completely protected and cared for.
He kissed my lips as he walked, every breathless sound he made fueling the fire. When he fell to his knees, forcing me onto mine, our lips were only centimeters away.
His whispers created a magical place where safety and fantasy combined, creating a dark but incredible abyss. No one could hurt us here.
If only that were true.
Never blinking, he rolled the tip of his index finger around my lips, gently pushing them to open. Without thinking, I capturedthe long digit, sucking as I shifted my tongue back and forth. His eyes twinkled from amusement, his laugh keeping me tingling.
“One talented woman.”
He allowed me to torment him for a few seconds before tossing me onto all fours, I dug my fingers into the soft rug, thankful I’d stretched my budget to purchase such an extravagance. When I arched my back, he let out another growl. After pushing his heated body against mine, he wrapped his hand around my long hair, yanking until I was forced to look straight ahead.
I sensed his hunger increasing from the way his muscles tensed. He wrapped his other arm around my waist, rubbing his hand on my stomach before crawling his fingers lower. The moment he shoved his hand between my legs, I shuddered in his hold.
Everything was exciting. His heated breath. His rough touch. He swirled the tip of his finger around my clit several times and I was shocked my body bucked against him involuntarily.
“You’re so wet. So hungry.”
My laugh was hoarse. “Yes.”
“You want more.”
I shoved my butt against him as my answer.
