Monster A Dark Arranged Marriage Romance - Vanessa Waltz Page 0,79
the shirt up my arms, stopping short of freeing my wrists. Then he scooped one globe, thumb playing with the nipple while his grip tightened on my imprisoned hands. He kissed my neck, his mouth tracing a sinful path to the aching points demanding his attention. He lowered his head, licking. He laved them in velvet-heat, circling, sliding, flicking, each stroke more frenzied than the last. He suckled gently, forcing a tortured moan from my lips.
Tony released my bound hands. He played with the sensitive skin on my wrist before skimming my arm. Goosebumps rose where he touched me. An eager shiver trembled my belly when he splayed his hand over my stomach, groping his way to my hip. He glided under my pajama pants and yanked them down.
Cool air touched my pussy before his palm cupped my mound. He teased my clit. A tremor worked its way up my thigh. He delved inside, not quite penetrating, but gathering my wetness. He drew away, sucking his shining knuckles before finding the tight bundle of nerves between my legs. He pressed my clit, rubbing in gentle circles, the electricity creating a lightning storm.
The intense bolt of pleasure derailed my thoughts. He slid his thumb up and down my pussy, stroking me into a frenzy, loosening my tense muscles. Tony showed no signs of relenting. His stare drilled into me.
He sat up and unbuckled his slacks, shedding his clothes in seconds before the tanned, sculpted god climbed over me. He flipped me over and hauled me to my knees. His erection jabbed my backside. I bent over the bed, submitting to the hand on my back. He grabbed my thighs with both hands and pushed, widening my hips. I braced for his cock.
I wanted him to rut me.
I needed the pain.
His hair brushed my skin, and then heat engulfed my pussy. He swirled and sucked, leaving no part of me neglected by his tongue. I tightened as a quiver shot up my legs. Tony’s firm slap landed on my cheek, but I couldn’t stop squeezing. His mouth on me dissolved all rational thought. I screamed, eyes shut, praying for release.
“I told myself I’d act like a gentleman. You’re making that difficult.”
“A gentleman can’t fuck me the way I need.”
Tony lazily slapped my ass. “Which is?”
“Your cum inside me.”
My cheeks burned, but Tony didn’t run away. He licked along my seam, diving into my wetness again.
“I want it.”
He purred. “Where do you want it, baby?”
“Where your mouth is.”
“I see. Well, you’ll have to beg harder than that.”
Then he went back to it, holding me still. I couldn’t utter a word. I moaned at being tongue-fucked by such a powerful man. He applied pressure on my clit. Ecstasy flashed like a thunderclap, blinding and strong, and then gone in an instant.
Because he’d left me.
I whined as he backed away, the building crescendo screaming for its climax.
He flipped me onto my back. He lifted my leg over his trunk-like thigh and fitted his cock to my entrance. He seized my hair, releasing a feral growl.
Then he shoved.
He sighed with relief as he anchored himself, filling me. I bit my lip as my walls strained to accommodate him. He withdrew and rammed me with his greedy cock again. Then he fucked me with the force I’d craved.
I whimpered from his brutal thrusts, but Tony made no sound. His forehead touched mine, his gaze boring into me with an unspoken promise: I belonged to him. He would protect me at whatever cost.
He jerked his erection back and forth with a mad frenzy, just like the night he’d taken my virginity. The sight of me helpless seemed to spark the deviant in him, the savage that took without asking and somehow fucked the pain away. I needed this. Needed him.
I loved him so much it scared me.
Tony plastered his chest to mine, his mouth seeking my neck. Blasts of air scorched my skin as he panted, rolling his hips. “I can’t control myself when you look at me like that,” he whispered, his voice rumbling through my body. “You’re so fucking pure. It gets me so hard. It makes me want to dirty you up and come inside you, even though I know I shouldn’t.”
“I want it, Tony. I really…I need it.”
“Beg for it.”
“Please, Tony. I’ll be good. I’ll do anything.”
“Hmm. Still not convinced.”
“Give me your fucking cum!”
He stopped mid-thrust, glaring. “What was that?”
“Please give me your cum, sir.”
Tony pounded me roughly. When I screamed with my orgasm,