Page 57 of Skin In the Game (The BlackWater)

He thrust into her again and she gasped loudly, her hands clenching on the air around her because she had nothing else to grab onto.

He wrapped his hand under her and then up around her throat, squeezing tightly but not too tight. His fingers fit so perfectly as if she were made for him.

It felt so good, she thought despite herself and she pushed back against him wanting to feel his dick harder. He felt the movement, felt her pushing and he grinned. She was giving in, he knew it.

He slapped her arse then and she cried out both shocked and turned on by it. He was so aggressive, so dominating and she felt herself close to climax again.

“Fuck.” She moaned and he leaned in.

“Say it Maddie.” He ordered and she moaned again. “I said say it.”

“I’m yours.” She gasped ashamed that she had given in and equally so turned on in that moment that she didn’t even care.

He fucked her harder, ramming into her over and over, he could feel her muscles tightening around him and he knew she was close. She felt so damn good, so tight, so perfectly fuckable to him. She came crying out and he pushed her head down against the marble, his hand over her hair, letting himself come too.

He stayed in her, holding her down even as he got his breath back. She lay there, panting seeing her breath turn to moisture on the dark marble.

He pulled out, did his trousers back up and walked back to get his glass of wine. His eyes on her, running down the length of her body and enjoying her nakedness.

She got herself up, jumped off the counter, and stared right back at him as she picked her knickers and saw they were too torn to even bother putting back on. She grabbed her top from the floor and walked off back to put more clothes on.

He smirked watching the gorgeous curve of her arse as she strutted away from him. He was going to enjoy riding that arse, he thought and he took another sip of wine.

She came back in new underwear and a different top, expecting him to have gone, expecting him again to have left and she shook her head at him.

“What Maddie?” He asked narrowing his eyes.

“You got what you wanted, what more are you after?” She snapped.

He put the glass down, his eyes glaring right back at her before he rushed back to her and she let out a moan in surprise.

He grabbed her, yanking her round so her back was against him.

“I said you were mine.” He said.

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