Page 55 of Savage Temptation
Thirty days…
Clean strokes twist to chaotic rutting. My mind, a maelstrom of thoughts.
She’s mine now. Deal or not. Body, soul, pussy and all.
She belongs to me.
I pull her hair, forcing her to stand as she’s impaled on my member.
“See what you’ve fucking done?”
I sink my teeth into her soft flesh.
So…fucking…tight…
The perfume of her sex lingers in the air, driving me to madness. I fight like hell not to let it overwhelm me, lest I prove her point for her.
“Tell me how much you like being fucked.”
She gasps.“I love it…”
I reward her by plunging into her fiery core again and again with savage thrusts, unrelenting in my pursuit of pleasure. She’s going to drive me mad. Fuck it if I’m not already there.
What she does to me—how she fills me—I can’t get enough of it. I’ll die without it. Without her.
I get into a rhythm, driving deeper, harder, making her beg for release.
Which I’ll be happy to grant once I’ve proven my point, because the second she slips over the edge, I’m sure I won’t be too far behind.
“Atti….cus…”my name tumbles from her lips like a prayer.
It’s easy to lose myself in Tessa. She’s unlike any woman who’s come before her, allowing me to see all the things I’ve been missing out on in life. I’ve walked this world alone for far too long.
She tries bringing a hand down to touch herself, but I catch it by the wrist and force her over the table again, pressed hard, so she’s very aware of every breath that sucks into her mouth.
“What did I tell you about being overeager?”
Every time she twists, I press, forcing her to conform to the position I allow for her.
Forcing her to conform to me.
She loves it just as much as she hates it and lets me know with sensual moans and dirty glares.
But I can’t go on like this forever, and her anguished pants tell me I’ve tortured her enough.
“You only come when I allow you to,”I growl, sliding my hand between her legs to seek her clit.
She shudders in relief as her body livens.
“Such a greedy girl,” I rasp, driving myself in fast and hard as I work her into a fit.
As always, her response sets my own release in motion. Coming is inevitable. At this point, I’m buying mere seconds.
The table shakes with each thrust as I slam into her core, determined to own the forbidden girl.
Euphoria.
“Oh, God—oh, holy fuck…”Her cunt milks my cock, strangling it as she spills over the edge, and as predicted, I follow, losing my damn mind as I explode into the only woman I’ve ever loved.
