Page 78 of What Comes Around

“Here?” he growled. “This is how you want me to fuck you?”

“As long as it lasts longer than two seconds this time,” I shot back, breathless.

He made a rough, angry sound and kissed me hard enough to steal the air from my lungs. Lifting me higher, he fumbled with his belt, shoving his pants and boxers down just enough to free himself. As he worked, his hand brushed against me again and again, making me moan. His control was slipping with every second.

A moment later, I felt him press against my entrance.

“Condom,” I gasped. “I have some in the bedroom. We can go.”

“You’re out of your mind if you think I’m using rubbers you bought for another man,” he said, voice rough with jealousy. “Did you buy them for Tim?”

My eyes widened. “What?.”

His eyes burned into mine, heat and frustration and something raw flickering there.

“Fuck it.”

He drove into me hard, my body jolting as he pushed inside. I was so wet, but it still took a few thrusts before he filled me completely. He groaned, loud and rough, while I whimpered and tightened around him.

“I’ll pull out,” he said, gripping my hips as he started to move.

He moved me exactly how he wanted, and I loved it. I loved being at his mercy.

“My pussy,” he muttered. “No other dick is ever getting near it.”

His breath came in harsh, uneven bursts, each one sending another shiver down my spine.

“You drive me insane,” he said, his voice roughening. “I need you too much to be gentle.”

Pressure and pleasure built with every thrust. It was still not enough.

His teeth scraped along my neck.

“What do you need?” he rasped.

The words slipped out before I could stop them. “Harder. Pull my hair. Hurt me.”

He groaned, low and guttural, and slapped my ass. Hard.

I cried out and clenched around him.

“Fuck me,” he groaned, slapping me again as he thrust harder.

I arched into him, pain and pleasure tangling until I couldn’t separate them.

He bit my neck, not enough to break skin, but enough to mark. Heat inside me flared.

I shuddered as he rubbed my clit while driving into me. My heart thundered and the pressure inside me became unbearable.

“That is it,” he said as he felt me tighten around him, his hips snapping harder. “Good girl.”

His powerful thrusts, pleasure mingling with pain with every push, dragged me over the edge and an orgasm ripped through me.

His hips jerked and his arms tightened around me.

Then he pulled out and came against me with a groan, his mouth pressed against my shoulder.

Knox held me close, his hand sliding up to cradle the back of my neck, his touch suddenly gentle.