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“Do you want a cracked jaw to go with it?”
“Goodnight then!” he calls, disappearing.
Chapter Twenty-Three
Alyssa
I wake up to the sun’s sharp rays through my window, and when I turn to avoid the light, I meet his face.
My eyes fly open, and I sit up straight.
He smiles softly. “You look shocked.”
I look around to see that I am back in my room. “H—how did I get in here?”
He grins. “You don’t remember?”
He tilts his head. I suddenly remember it all. I remember him carrying me into the house and falling asleep in his arms. I remember feeling safe for the first time in so long, and I remember laughing with him. I also remember the shattering pleasure he had given me and how much I had enjoyed him being inside me.
The thought of killing him suddenly makes me feel panicked. I’m losing sight of my goal, and the waters are getting very muddy. I hate that I’m losing my compass like this. It had all seemed so simple a month ago.
“Have I been asleep since we came inside?” I ask. I feel vaguely sick, and I close my eyes for a moment to combat my nausea.
He shakes his head, looking amused. I turn toward him to see that he is naked under the sheets. Involuntarily, my eyes rest on his chest a little too long before I can pull them away.
I just had sex with him. Why am I still thirsting for him? He leans over and kisses my neck, and I almost jump out of the bed. He chuckles and sits up causally.
“Are you always this jumpy?” he asks me.
I cringe. I need to seem confident and under control. I don’t want him to stop trusting me now.
“Sorry,” I tell him, covering my confusion by ducking under the sheets. I notice that his cock is already at half-mast, and I wrap my fingers around it gently. He sucks in a breath, lifting his hips toward my touch.
I wrap my lips around him, and he hardens quickly. I’m still amazed at the size of him, as well as the ability of my body to take him in fully. I work my way up and down his cock, gripping the base with my small hand, desperate to distract him from my confusion when I woke up.
With a growl, he throws the covers off of us and grips my hips. He lifts me above him as if I weigh nothing, and faces me away from him. My hands land on his thighs, and I look over my shoulder at him in confusion.
He grins at me, and lifts me up, angling his cock so that it teases my entrance. I close my eyes and gasp, my body already wet and ready for him. He holds my weight suspended ever so slightly above him and presses into me just a little bit. I cry out and arch my back, wriggling to take him in more fully.
“Say please,” he orders me.
I whimper and writhe a little more.
“Alyssa, say please,” he says more sharply.
“Please,” I manage to gasp out, desperate for him to fill me to the brim.
“Thank you,” he says, the words like praise as he lowers me ever so slowly onto him. The size of him stretches me in new ways at this angle, and I let out a long moan at the sensation of him within me.
“Now you decide what we do,” he tells me.
I look over my shoulder again, not sure what he means. I’m used to him taking control and just allowing him to ravish me.
He slaps my ass with one hand, and I gasp a little at the spike of pleasure that curls through my body. “Fuck me however you want, Alyssa,” he says, his dark eyes locked with mine. “Use me.”
I suddenly understand what he means, and I grin. I lift myself slowly off his body, supporting myself on his thighs. I see him close his eyes in pleasure, and I feel a spike of joy leap to life within me. Being in charge is delightful, and being on top lets me choose our cadence and the angle of his cock inside of me.
I start to slide up and down faster, loving the new sensations that this position allows me to experience, loving him lying beneath me to use as I please.
