Page 67 of You Found Me in the Dark
“Mmm, already begging?” I grinned. “We haven’t even started.”
Her eyes fluttered shut when I kissed down her chest, slow and punishing. I nipped at her skin, leaving proof she was mine.
“You feel that?” I murmured, my mouth trailing lower, leaving dark hickeys. “That’s me marking you. No one else will ever know you like this. You’re mine, Wren.”
“Only you,” she whispered, breathless.
Damn right.
Her whisper—“Only you”—lit something inside me. Possessive. Primal.
I released her wrists, just to slide my hands down her waist and flip her effortlessly onto her stomach. She gasped, but didn’t fight it. She trusted me fully, and that made it even hotter.
“On your hands and knees, baby girl,” I murmured against the shell of her ear, voice low and rough, giving her sweet ass a playful smack.
She obeyed, slow and trembling, arching her back. God, she drove me crazy. I practically ripped off my jeans and boxers seeing her like this. I fucking loved this position. It gave me the best view ofeverything. I ran my hands up her thighs, spreading her gently before settling behind her. Her skin was flushed a bright pink, her body begging for touch—and I hadn’t even given her half of what I had planned. I gave her ass a hard smack. Her skin was already red from my hand—one solid smack and she’d gasped, like she wasn’t sure if she hated it or wanted more. I knew the answer the second her hips pressed back into me.
I ran my palm over the swollen print I left behind, slow and deliberate. Her ass—fuck. Round, perfect, made to be held by me. Made to be red with my handprints.
“Look at you,” I growled, gripping her by the waist and pulling her back into me. “Taking it so well. This ass was made for me.”
She whimpered, and it only spurred me on. I bent down, biting the curve of one cheek, leaving another mark—another reminder that she was mine.
“Fuck Reed. Please, I need more.” She was breathless and rocking into me.
I ignored her plea.“Bet it stings,” I said against her skin, voice rough. “Good. I want you to be sore tomorrow. I want you to think about me every time you sit down.”
I leaned forward, I kissed her tailbone as I gripped her hips. “Look at you. Dripping for me, and I’ve barely touched you. That pretty little pussy of yours just can’t help it, can it?”
“Daddy,” she gasped, her voice breaking into a whimper.
I groaned, fingers teasing her pussy lips. “So fucking wet.” I slipped a finger inside—slow at first, just to hear her moan. Then I added a second finger. Her hips bucked back, trying to fuck herself on my fingers.
I smacked her ass again, adding to the collection of hand prints. “Stay still.”
“I’m trying,” she whimpered.
“Don’t try. Obey.”
She let out a breathless yes, and I leaned back just enough to admire her—legs trembling, breath shaking, needy and spread out for me like a gift.
Then I knelt behind her, my mouth replacing my fingers. I finally got to eat her pussy again, groaning at the taste of her—sweet, messy, mine. Her whole body shook as she let out a strangled cry.
“Oh myGod! Fuck?—”
“Louder,” I growled against her. “I want the neighbors to know who’s making you fall apart like this.” I rubbed her clit, bringing her closer to the edge.
She moaned my name, louder this time. And I didn’t stop. I didn’t plan to stop until she couldn’t remember anything but my name.
I teased her needy cunt with my mouth. I ate her out like a starved man while circling her clit with my fingers. I was moaning against her pussy and stroking myself with my free hand. I rubbed my precum around the tip and groaned. Once I began fucking her with my tongue, she came undone.
“Reed. Fuck. Baby don’t stop, I’m gonna…” she screamed into the bed and made a mess of my face and her sheets. I licked her clean and sat back a bit to look at her.
Her whole body trembled, breath catching in her throat as I finally pulled away, wiping my mouth with my hand. My hand was soaked, and so were the sheets. She was wrecked already—cheeks flushed, legs shaking, fingers clutching the blankets like they were the only things tethering her to the earth. She was still on all fours but looking back at me.
“Fuck, my pretty girl can squirt? So fucking hot, Wren,” I groaned, stroking my cock with her release.
She was breathless while looking over her shoulder and said, “What the fuck? I didn’t know I could do that.”
