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Fuck.
My competitive nature was no match for my libido. “Yes. Okay? I said it. Yes. Just fuck–”
He drove the last word from my mind as surely as he drove the air from my lungs. I was suddenly, impossibly, full, stretched around the thick length of him. He held himself there as he wrapped my braid around his hand and pulled my head back.
“This is going to be hard and fast,” he warned. “Tell me if it’s too much.”
And that was all the warning I got before he started moving, slamming into me hard enough to make my desk shake. As I got my feet underneath me, I pushed back against him, refusing to passively take what he was giving me. With every withdrawal, I tightened around him, earning an extra tug on my hair and a muttered curse from my partner, both of which just added to the pleasure racing across my nerves.
I was getting close … and impatient.
Sneaking my hand beneath me, I slipped my fingers beneath the tiny triangle of the front of my panties. I’d barely brushed against my clit before Fury was bent over my back again, his hand closing around my wrist.
“Fury,” I ground out his name.
“I get to make you come,” he said, squeezing just enough to make me catch my breath.
Then, instead of pulling my hand away, he slid his fingers between mine so that we were teasing my clit together. The new position kept him from going too deep, but there was something about the way he covered me, surrounded me, that spoke to the mental part of what we were doing.
When he pressed his lips to the bare skin at the top of my spine, it sent a shiver through me that was more than just physical. I whimpered his name, my breathing quickening as I felt the familiar build-up. I was so close.
“Need … need … Fury…”
“That’s right,” he said. “Got what you need.”
Pushing himself deep, he pulled my head back to a nearly painful angle. As he fastened his lips to the side of my throat, my breathing stuttered. I felt the pull of his mouth and the sting of his teeth, and knew he was leaving a mark, but I couldn’t tell him not to. Not when it was that realization that tipped me over the edge.
I came with a wail, Fury’s and my fingers pressing against my throbbing clit to draw out my climax. My pussy was still pulsing around him as his hips jerked against me once, twice, and on the third time, he let out a groan that sounded a lot like my name.
We stayed there for a minute, catching our breath and letting our pulses return to normal. He was just starting to get too heavy when he let out a sigh and straightened. I made a strangled sound when he pulled out and barely caught myself before my wobbly legs completely gave out.
I heard him rustling around in my desk but didn’t have the strength yet to look up. By the time I managed to stand, he held out some hand wipes. I thanked him quietly, but that was all either of us said as we cleaned ourselves up. The silence wasn’t awkward between us, but charged, as if we hadn’t been using up the attraction between us, but ramping it up.
He was the one who finally broke the silence. “I’ve got to go. It’s a weeknight and I have a meeting fairly early tomorrow.”
I nodded. “Yeah, okay.”
I knew I still sounded a little dazed, but having two toe-curling orgasms would do that to a girl. He flashed me a slightly arrogant smile—one that he’d more than earned—and went to the door. Instead of leaving, though, he paused, turned, and came back to me. With a familiar hunger in his eyes, he grabbed the back of my neck and yanked me to him, covering my mouth in a fierce, scorching kiss.
It lasted only a few seconds and then he was gone, with me staring at the doorway, trying not to panic. I’d frozen when he’d kissed me, but thanks to years of needing to hide my emotions to survive, I managed to relax and kiss him back enough that he didn’t notice that anything was wrong. Only after he closed the door behind him did I let out the breath I’d been holding, and sank down to the floor.
I could hear my teeth chattering and feel my body shaking, but those things felt very far away. Everything was far away as my mind took me back several years, back to a time I really didn’t like to think about too much.
But sometimes, I didn’t have a choice.
His fingers dug into the back of my neck, pulling me to him for a kiss I didn’t want. He pushed his tongue into my mouth, making me gag.
“If you gag on my cock like that, I’ll cut your fucking tongue out.”
I squeezed my eyes shut, as if that could stop what I was seeing, even though it was in my head.
His hand on my neck was familiar now, as was the pain from his grip. I’d have bruises the size and shape of his fingers by the time he was done. As he used his hold on me to keep me from backing off when he shoved his cock between my lips. I focused on trying to breathe whenever I could, but the black spots dancing behind my eyelids said I was probably going to pass out. Again.
My breathing was ragged, coming in gasps as if I was being choked, even though I knew that wasn’t happening. Logically, I knew I was having a panic attack and flashbacks. It had happened to me before. But I could only ride it out. I’d never been able to stop them before. Just like I’d never been able to stop him.
I’d begged not to go with him, but had only gotten a slap as an answer. Now I was cringing away from him, even though I knew it’d just piss him off. And I couldn’t escape. The moment I felt that hand on my neck, I froze, all hope draining out of me.
Tears streamed down my cheeks as the images finally stopped coming. Once able to breathe, I took in large gulps of air and waited for the nausea that always came with one of these attacks. They usually only happened as nightmares now, but the moment Fury had grabbed the back of my neck, it was like I was back there again.
