Page 131 of Bloodlust

"You've been through a lot,Miss White," he says, eyes darkening with desire as he winds up his hand and reddens my ass with a slap that could wake Atlantis. I expel a pleasurable yelp, my pussy soaking from the pain. "I think that requires at least three sessions a week."

"Three?" I moan, my core tightening with anticipation as I hear his buckle drop to the floor. I reach behind my back, spreading my ass cheeks for him. "Come on, Doc. I think I need more than three."

"Fuck," Hayden growls, dragging two fingers along my drenched, wet pussy. He massages my clit, leaning over, his balmy breath hot against my flesh. "How many do you want, baby?" I feel the tip of his cock rub against my pulsating sex. I arch my back, willing him to fucking destroy me. He lets out a deep chuckle, wrapping his hand around my neck. "You want daily? Is that what you want?"

"Yes," I whimper, writhing against his touch as he sinks his cock inside of me, my walls stretching around him. "I want it every single fucking day." His grip tightens around my neck, my legs shaking with every thrust. "Oh my God... Fuck."

"Jesus fucking Christ," Hayden inhales sharply, yanking me against his chest as he palms my breasts, pinches my nipples, and fucks the goddamn cobwebs out of my fucking pussy. "Fuck, I've missed you, Camilla," he rasps, dragging his teeth against my shoulder blade as he annihilates me. "I missed this pretty little pussy."

"Harder," I beg, lowering my hand toward my clit. "Harder! Fuck me harder."

"That's right, baby," Hayden rasps, his breathing quickening with titillation. "Play with yourself. Play with yourself, Camilla." His voice deepens as he grunts into my ear. "I want to see you squirt, baby."

"Don't stop," I plead, pressing my fingers harder against my clit, creating friction, fire, fucking flames ashe drills the living shit out of me. "Oh my God, don't stop!"

"Yes," he growls, his cock pulsing inside me. "That's right, baby. Come for me." He quickens his pace as glorious notes of skin slapping and smashing fill our ears. "Come for me, baby! Come all over my fucking cock."

"Oh my God," I scream, my entire body violently trembling, shaking, fucking glowing as I come undone. "Holy shit."

"Fuck." Hayden breathes heavily against my cheek, hips twitching as he comes inside me. I lean my head back against his chest, grinding my ass against his cock as I soak up all of him. He places a gentle kiss on my temple, brushing my hair aside as he holds me. "That was..."

"Long overdue," I breathe, parched as I close my eyes. "What took you so long? I was thinking you forgot about me."

His chest rumbles against my back as he laughs. "I apologize that I didn't meet your timeline expectations," he says, finally pulling out of me. I spin around, grinning at him as I lean against the island. His gaze soaks in every inch of my naked body, his cock growing once again. "I'm here now though."

"Yes you are," I say, sinking my teeth into my bottom lip. "It's funny..." I prop myself up, kicking off the jeans bunched up around my ankles as I slip off my tank top. I narrow my eyes at Hayden. "I'm suddenly a really,reallybig fan of therapy."

"Are you now?" Hayden asks, quirking up a knowing brow. "See? I knew I'd break you sooner or later."

"We don't break things, remember?" I tease, slithering toward him for round two out of infinity. "We only bend."

I have nothing.

And yet...

I have fucking everything.