going to make me pay… So, this is what he meant by ‘Glad you came clean.’ Her lips curled in a smile, and her core poured with torrential desire.
Time stood still. Sweat dripped down her face while anticipation curled within her and puddled in the depths of her pussy. She cooed when she felt him move ever so slightly. She hungered for him, but the man now tortured her, keeping her at bay. She could feel his energy.
“I don’t share you with anyone, do you fucking understand me?” His voice was low, gravelly. Tinged with revenge, out for blood.
“You think I have someone else?” Genuinely perplexed, she looked at him from over her shoulder. “Is that what this is about? You’re jealous?”
“No. I’m not jealous. I already possess you – you’re already mine. I am talking about time. When I want you,” he leaned forward, his chest flush against her back, hand wrapped around her neck, squeezing, “you come running. No questions asked. If something comes up, you ask my permission to be excused.”
WHACK! She stiffened, her ass cheek burning and stinging after he smacked it. Hard. The pain melded into pleasure as he kissed her shoulder, trailing his soft lips along the skin, tasting her.
“Do you fucking understand me?”
“Yes.”
“Yes, what?”
“Yes, Nix.”
“You wanted Mr. Clean to come down here and fuck you. Now you’ve got him! I’m going to make your pussy take all my mess! Drop my load in you. Milk my dick! TAKE ALL OF THIS! UMPH!”
“Oh, God!”
He entered her with ruthless force, making her eyes water. Their muted reflection in the computer screen turned her on. He moaned deep and grunted like a beast, stirring her emotions as he tore her apart and fucked her good. The monster veered back and slammed into her again and again with sweet violence, loving sadistic torture. His long, hungry cock wouldn’t take no for an answer. It had an insatiable hunger.
“How does that feel?!” he asked like he knew the answer. Of course he did. The punishment didn’t fit the crime, and barely her pussy…
Devil dick. He’s got devil dick! It’s so good!
“It hurts so good…” She grinned and bore the pain, gripping the edges of the desk as he delivered blow after blow.
“Mmm! Mmm!”
He rammed her over and over, faster and faster, his balls slapping into her soaking wet canal. Her phone began to ring, and by the fourth one, he angrily swiped it off the damn desk without missing a beat, never slowing down. She looked at the phone while her body jostled and Nix fucked the living daylights out of her. When he slipped his finger against her pussy, she whimpered and cried in ecstasy. He knew how to work her, grind against her body, make love to her in such a brutishly beautiful way.
Feels like heaven… I can’t let him go… even if I wanted to!
“It feels so good, being so dirty, don’t it, baby?!” He moved impossibly faster, and she held on tight to the furniture. He went so deep inside of her, it took her breath away. “I own this pussy and the woman attached to it!”
The pain and pleasure wrapped around each other like a vine. His huge dick spread her wide open, made her drip and drizzle, made her worship it all the more with each vile, territorial, and treacherous plunge.
His groans became loud and harsh. He was near. So close. Nixon shuddered, and she braced herself as the flow of molten heat filled her vessel. The man continued to move, pummeling her with short, needy jabs while emptying himself inside her, ridding himself of every creamy drop.
Moments later, he went still. Her heart pounded as he rested against her, a wet, heavy, sexy mass of man. Their fingers intertwined, and excitement soared in her from his touch. The kisses… they got her every time. The man’s plush rose lips felt like the softest clouds in the sky, falling upon her like a blessing from up above. He moved them all along her back, licking sweat, tasting her. Coveting her.
“Nothing on your body is off limits to me. It belongs to me, Yasmine. Every fiber of your being is mine. Every inch of you. I claim it. It’s in my name. Insured for life.”
He slowly rose from her, leaving her vulnerable. She always hated when he physically pulled away. It felt unnatural, like a piece of her was lost, disappearing with him. She remained still, her mind a blur, and as the