a new version of myself. A version that couldn’t imagine a world without Merdon. A version that needed his touch more than it needed its next breath.
He brought me to the brink again and again until I forgot to hold my legs and my hands roved wildly over his head. When I accidentally brushed his ear, he bit my inner thigh in warning. I almost came then.
“Please,” I begged. “Please.”
He growled and was on top of me. I tasted myself on his lips as he kissed me savagely and settled his naked weight on my hips. I didn’t have time to wonder when he’d ditched his pants before the head of his massive erection was pressing into my center. Slick from my need, my body welcomed him even as my channel stretched to accommodate his size. In and in he slid. I felt every ridge and bump stroking me, building the fire burning inside of me until he was fully seated.
He shook on top of me, and I looked up at his strained, shadowed face.
“Do not scream,” he warned.
“Why would I—”
He pulled out and thrust back in, no coaxing or patience left in him. My eyes went wide, and my mouth fell open when he filled me to the point of pain. Then he retreated again, only to return.
I gasped at the bruising force even as more heat flooded me. He growled, paused, and wrapped one of my legs around his hips to adjust my angle. The next thrust, while no less forceful, seemed to have more room. He grunted in satisfaction and proceeded to drive into me ruthlessly. I held on for dear life, letting the building pleasure in my core pulse my inner walls. He set a wild pace.
The bed squeaked and hit the wall, but I remained silent as promised. I wanted to be loud. I wanted to howl my pleasure, but I was too afraid he’d stop and rob me of what I wanted most.
I could feel him getting closer. His head swelled. His thrusts grew shallower. My insides tightened. The first jerk of his cock inside of me set off fireworks in my body and behind my eyelids. His lips muffled my scream as I came apart in the mother of all orgasms. Then, his lurching strokes slowed when he emptied himself completely.
Heart thundering in my chest, I lay under him, completely spent and unable to move.
He claimed my lips for another slow kiss and rolled us on our sides so I was curled in his arms.
“Sleep now, Hannah.”
It was an easy command to follow.
He woke me before dawn with his hand splayed over my belly, stroking my skin.
“If there was time, I’d lick your pussy again,” he murmured in my ear, “and thrust into you until you quiver around me.”
My insides clenched.
“I like when you quiver.”
He nipped my ear.
“Do you remember your promise, Hannah?”
I blinked, trying to focus. He was doing things to my ear that no one had done before, and it was beyond distracting.
“What?” I breathed.
“You promised to listen. To do exactly what I said. Do you remember?”
I nodded, eager for round two.
“Good,” he said with a light swat on my backside. “Get up and shower. Be downstairs in five minutes. We need to leave.”
He rolled from the bed, leaving me turned on and confused.
“What?” I asked sitting up. “We have to go already?”
He paused, his heated gaze sweeping over my breasts. I let him look his fill, then reached up to caress my nipple.
“It could be fun,” I said, watching the thick length of him harden.
He considered me for a long moment and slowly shook his head.
“You are my distraction, too, Hannah, and today, I need to focus. We will have more fun when we return tonight.”
He showed his commitment to self-denial by tugging his pants back on.
“Are you going to let me make some noise then?”
“No.”
“Why do I have to be quiet?”
“It upsets Emily when you scream.”
That didn’t seem like Emily. She was more the type to either high-five me or quietly leave the house to give us privacy. She’d never begrudge me having a good time.
I frowned at him, wondering why he thought that until I remembered the conversation I’d overheard in the kitchen.
“She didn’t like hearing me scream in pain and fear when you spanked and bit me. The screaming I’d do now would only be from pleasure. That wouldn’t upset her. Well, not the way the basement time did.”