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“Because you’re mine for the night.” What was I hearing? Was he unzipping his jeans? Oh, God… I struggled to look over my shoulder and when I did, I was stunned at the sight of his big, beautiful, and very thick cock. It was throbbing.
It was purple.
And the sight of something so glorious made my mouth water, the rush of adrenaline and need nothing I’d experienced before.
His? Was he kidding me? When he gripped my hips, pulling me further away from the desk, I felt something hard pressing into me. This was real. He was going to fuck me. Denial of what was about to happen swept through me, all thoughts about how painful the spanking had been gone. What was I supposed to do?
What did I want to do?
The answer was as horrible as the moment should be.
I wanted him to take me brutally.
When the tip of his cock was pressed against my already swollen pussy lips, I sucked in and held my breath. This wasn’t about being gentle or a gentleman. This was about a man taking a woman he’d purchased for the night.
As he thrust the entire length of his cock to the hilt, I let out a strangled rush of air, a whimper that would rival the roar escaping his throat.
“Yes, my good girl and all mine.”
CHAPTER 6
Easton
Mine.
I’d used the possessive term loosely. I had no intention of keeping her other than for a few hours, which is what I’d paid for. In a town where appearances were everything, my entire family’s lives dissected like winged insects on a regular basis, I’d chosen to hide behind a veiled curtain of anonymity with every aspect of my life.
Including with what I preferred from a woman.
Total obedience.
Complete surrender.
Although I had to admit I enjoyed the way the little spitfire was acting more than I had any of the women I’d indulged in before. Granted, it had been close to a year since I’d allowed myself to enjoy sins of the flesh.
Still, as she continued to struggle, I was drawn into wanting to lay claim to her, which was ridiculous but was pulling me out of my usual thoughts. Everything about her was flirty, her feigned innocent approach exactly what a bad man like me enjoyed.
While she had the face of an angel, she had the body of a vixen, perfect in every way.
I’d been busy with work, not necessarily as a professor either. I could teach classes in my sleep given the garbage itinerary they’d forced on me. It was definitely time for a little R & R.
What I’d become more interested in over the years was the corporate world of the Saint Corporation, much to the surprise of my brothers.
As the luscious girl shuddered beneath me, I realized I’d buried my cock inside her tight little pussy to the hilt. She was moaning and wiggling, even clawing my desk as she’d done before. Her practiced innocence was a lovely bonus to what I was usually provided. The secretive and very expensive company I’d used for years had obviously kicked up their services a notch or more.
“Tight,” I muttered and pulled out, driving into her again. While she wasn’t a virgin, her channel was as tight as I’d felt in a long time.
Maybe ever.
When she bucked hard, it only drove my shaft deeper inside. I cracked my hand against her already reddened bottom, rewarded with a sharp yelp.
“You beast.”
Beast. A smile crossed my face, even if her inability to follow my command should be getting on my nerves. She really was a delight. As I slammed into her again, her movement and moans increased. Her sinful actions prompted me to fist her hair at the scalp with one hand, using the other to dig my fingers into the soft flesh of her hip. She wasn’t the stick figure I was used to being sent either. She was voluptuous, her hourglass figure perfect for her youthful complexion. Even her tendrils of wet hair had aroused me from the moment I’d opened the door.
I was becoming nothing more than some primal animal, fucking her as if I’d caught her in one of the family’s dangerous hunts. For a few seconds as I slid in and out of her wet heat, I allowed myself to envision the beautiful fawn running through the woods entirely naked, squealing as she did what she could to get out of my grasp.
Only she’d soon learn that there was no escaping a monster like me. There was something so fresh and innocent about her. Perhaps I should have done the decent thing and warned her she’d just entered the lair of a predator.
