I tease her opening, loving the way she mewls. “You want every single inch of this thick cock?” I ask her, her lips so close to my own.
She licks her ruby lips. “Yes, please.”
I thrust my hips forward, pushing my heavy cock inside her, my knees nearly buckling from the feel of her tight pussy. “Goddamn you feel so fucking good. Your cunt is dripping. Just like the little slut you are.”
“More, Draven,” she whispers, her body trembling.
“You like being fucked by your master? By your husband?”
She moans. “Yes.”
“I know you do, baby.” I lean my forehead once more against hers, wondering if she knows how she’s ruining me for the rest of my existence. Because I can never get over her. I’ll never stop thinking about her day in and day out, living in my own tortured hell.
But I deserve it.
I will own my punishment like the man I am and do the right thing by her.
I grab her ass, driving in and out like the beast I am.
Her pussy pulsates around me, and… Fuck.
“Allison, what are you doing to me?” I murmur against the shell of her ear, wondering how I’ll survive the absence of her.
Her fingers tug at my hair. “Love me, Draven. Please, just love me enough.”
I grip her hips harder, tighter, my cock so heavy with lust. So needy with the desire to come. To confess that she owns me. That I’d do anything for her. That I do love her.
That thought wages war on my psyche as I keep fucking her, moving in and out.
I want to tell her if enough is here on Earth, then I’ll love her through heaven and hell as well. I’ll love her for eternity because that’s how long my heart will beat for only her.
She moans through her orgasm, and I hold her close through the whole damn thing, feeling each quake of her bones, nipping at her collarbone as her body goes straight from one orgasm into another.
“Keep coming all over me. Keep showing me how good I give it to you.”
“It feels so good.”
“This cock fucks you so good, huh? You want more?”
She tugs me closer, deeper inside of her. “Yes.”
“Take it. Show me how much of it you can handle.”
She bites my earlobe as I keep hammering inside her, ready to come deep. “Draven,” she calls out, loud enough for the whole world to hear, and I no longer care.
I don’t care if everyone at the party can hear her cries. They’ll all know how well I’ve fucked her. How good I give, and how much better she takes.
I wish this could last forever. That I could keep her for the rest of my endless life.
Her chest heaves, and I run my fingers through her hair, slamming my lips to hers.
“I own your orgasms. I own your cunt. I own you,” I repeat to her, over and over as I follow the path to heaven with her, grunting through my own orgasm, letting her tight pussy milk my cock dry.
“You own me,” she says, hands on my cheeks, right before she lays a kiss on me so gently I shatter to pieces as I kiss her back, showing her without any doubt she owns me too.
However, I never say the words.
“You think you can lead this community to new heights?” Leonard asks, joining me by the bar.