Broken by His Hand - Piper Stone Page 0,16

the shadows, I knew that someone could see us.

Watch us.

Photograph us.

Cars came whizzing by, horns blasting and tires screeching. I could still hear the remnants of music, an angry voice yelling only a block away.

But suddenly, there was no one else but the two of us.

I should be shocked, doing everything I could to shove him away, but the feel of his rugged body against mine, the heat sweltering between us was too amazing. I suddenly didn’t care if anyone passed by, witnessing our carnal act. I was lost in the moment, the electricity soaring.

He became a true beast, forcing the material of my thong into my swollen folds. Everything became a blur; all the professionalism that I’d tried to maintain, all the control I’d had for so many years. It was all tossed away as lust took over, my body aching to be used and fucked. Nothing made any sense.

When he shoved his fingers through the thin material of my panties, I rose onto my tiptoes, struggling to breathe or make any rationality out of what was happening.

But I wanted it to.

I craved the very dirty kind of sex he’d been talking about, my legs quivering, my pussy clenching then releasing. As he jammed his fingers into me, I wiggled in his hold, undulating my hips in an effort to draw the thick invasion in deeper. Within seconds, I realized I was meeting every hard thrust with one of my own, the scent of my pussy wafting between us.

There was no way I could be any wetter, the heat building between us combustible.

When he broke the kiss, his breathing ragged, he kept his lips close to mine, issuing the same kind of filthy talk as he had before. The words exacerbated my body’s reaction as the force he used continued to rip away at my panties.

“Yes, my sweet Sophia. I knew this is exactly what you craved. Dirty. Angry. Violent sex. Mmm... And I am going to fuck you. Right here. Right now.” With one swipe of his hand, he tore my panties completely off, bringing them to his nose before shoving them in his pocket.

Floored, I tried to collect myself but there was no denying the hunger rushing through me like wildfire. The second he resumed finger fucking me, I jerked at his shirt, popping several buttons in my effort to get my hand inside.

The stern expression on his face was just as dominating as his actions, a growl finally slipping up from his throat. He was nothing but a carnivore, his hunger even more substantial as mine.

And he wasn’t taking no for an answer.

I licked my dry lips, trying to focus as I opened my legs even wider. The feel of his skin was hot to the touch, searing the tips. Everything about this man sent rocket fuel surging through me, driving away all my inhibitions.

He plunged in rapid motions, flexing then curling his fingers until I gasped from the pleasure, forgetting all concept of breathing.

“You like having a man take you, fuck you whenever he desires. You crave it. Need it. Dream about it.” Every syllable he said was laced with utter control, his tone husky, but like sweet music.

I opened my mouth to answer but no sounds expelled from my chest. I’d dropped into a fantasy, one where I was no longer in charge of anything.

The hard smack against my pussy lips dragged me back to reality, the pain coursing through me tingling the backs of my legs.

“You will answer me when I question you or you will be punished. And next time, I will use my belt.”

“Yes. Yes... sir.” The words tumbled out of my mouth, horrifying the independent girl, the one who’d insisted on remaining an equal partner in all things.

“You will learn, Sophia.” Michael drove his fingers in once again, darting his eyes down my face as I tugged at his shirt. “Arms over your head.”

His instructions were difficult to obey, but I found myself doing just that, sliding my hands along the roughness of the bricks. I sensed he was unfastening his belt, the sound of the buckle sending another wave of shivers down my spine. Would he use the leather strap against my naked skin, spanking me over and over again?

The thought was both revolting and exciting as hell, keeping my nerves on edge and the fire burning in my belly. There was no hesitation, no pretense before he shoved the entire length of his cock deep inside.

“Oh, God. Oh...”