Page 94 of I Never Stopped Loving You

“Perfect.”

We pull into her driveway, and she leans over me to enter the code. I already know it, but she doesn’t know that.

“Tonight was fun. Why haven’t you shown me your true side before, Noah?”

“What do you mean, Princess?”

“You were so much rougher when we were in that room. It was so fucking hot.”

I park the car in front of her house and walk around to open her door for her. There’s a reason she’s called princess. She won’t even open the fridge door if someone is standing nearby. Her daddy has spoiled her for far too long, and it only took me twenty-four hours to figure that out. Unfortunately, I’ve been stuck with her for two weeks now, waiting for the perfect time to strike.

“Let’s go get in the hot tub and I’ll show you just how rough I can be.”

Her eyes seem to light up with desire at those words.

“Lead the way, Princess.”

She takes my hand and leads me through the house, only turning to give me a show as she slowly lets her clothes fall to the floor. She lifts her naked body onto the island counter and holds a boot out for me to remove for her. I take my time, teasing her as I slowly lower the zipper, then toss the boot across the floor.

“Umm, Teddy Bear…Those were eight hundred dollars. I don’t think Daddy would like it if you damaged my favorite boots.”

I strike, grabbing her by the throat and pulling her close. Her eyes widen in shock at the quick change, then soften. The slight glint of fear in her eyes has my cock hardening. Thank God.

“Daddy’s not here, Princess. If I want to cut your expensive boots off your body, I will.”

“Yes, Sir,” she manages to squeak out from beneath my grasp before I let her go, forcing her body to lie back on the counter.

I quickly pull my jacket off, then my shirt, kick off my shoes and socks, then let my pants and boxers drop to the floor. She looks up at me hungrily as she props herself up on her elbows.

I waste no time in removing the second boot and then toss her over my shoulder and carry her out to the hot tub. I need to get this over with so I can start the second phase. This needs to end tonight.

I don’t give her a second to enjoy the hot water before I’m on her. I force her to bend over the edge of the hot tub, letting her fake tits dangle over the edge. Why do all these rich chicks have to have fake tits? They aren’t even well done. You’d think for someone who paid eight hundred dollars for a pair of leather boots, they might’ve invested a little more into their fucking body modifications.

I grip her hip tight with one hand and wrap her hair around my fist with the other. My cock is hard from the sounds of her whimpers as I yank her head up slightly.

“You want me to be rough, Princess?” I growl against her neck.

“Yes,” she whimpers as she presses her ass against my cock, begging for it like a bitch in heat.

I don’t say another word before pushing fully into her ass with one sharp thrust of my hips.

“Fuck, Noah,” she screams loud enough for the neighbors to hear.

“That’s right, Princess. Scream my name.”

I continue to pound into her, releasing my frustrations. She can take it. She asked for it. She begged me to be rougher, so now she can fucking deal with it.

My hand on her hip moves to her clit, and I pinch it hard, making her scream and arch her back. The sounds are almost euphoric, but they aren’t enough to satiate my demons. No, that’ll come soon, though.

So. Fucking. Soon.

“Come for me, Princess,” I growl as I yank her up by her hair, pulling her body flush against mine.

Her body responds instantly to the command, and I can feel her muscles spasming around my cock as she comes.

*Buzz*

I can hear a phone going off somewhere. Where the fuck is my phone?