Page 26 of Fallen Dane

“What?”

“You’re hiding something.” His hand comes down repeatedly. Hard, brutal strikes that turn my ass bright red. “And I’m going to find out what it is.”

I bite my lip to keep from crying out. Each strike sends heat flooding through my body. Each one makes my pussy wetter.

“Then tell me what Harrison wanted.”

“Nothing.” I do my best to sound as convincing as I can. I can’t tell him the truth. It will ruin everything. It’ll put Sloane in danger and ruin whatever this is with Dane. And I don’t want to lose either of them.

“Do you know what it does to me to even think that another might put their hands on what’s mine?”

He grabs my panties and rips them off. The fabric tears easily in his hands.

“I would never . . . I swear, Dane. I only want you.”

His fingers slide through my slit, and I’m dripping. It’s all for him. He must know that.

“Look at this greedy cunt,” he says. “You are soaking wet, kitten. You’re loving this, aren’t you?”

“Yes,” I admit. “Only with you.”

He practically growls and pushes two fingers inside me. I moan in response. “You still have to be punished.”

He fucks me with his fingers. Building the pressure inside me without giving me enough to finish. I’m whimpering and pushing back against his hand, desperate for more.

Then he pulls his fingers out completely. I hear him moving behind me, opening a container.

“What are you—”

“Quiet.” Something cold and slick presses against my ass. “I’m going to stretch this ass. And when I’m convinced you are ready to be a good girl, I’m going to fuck you here and show you how good it can feel. Until then, you are going to keep this plug in your ass and think about what it means to lie to me. Be grateful you didn’t piss me off enough to skip the lube.”

He pushes the plug inside me slowly. The stretch burns, but the slickness of the lube he put on it helps. I gasp as it fills me, wider than anything has ever been there before.

“Did that old bastard fuck you here?”

“No.” The word is more of a strained whisper as I stretch wider.

“You’re going to love it, kitten. You’ll beg me to fuck your ass.” He presses it fully inside me. “There. Now you are going to feel that while I use your pussy.”

He positions himself behind me, and his cock is inside of me in one brutal thrust. The fullness is almost too much with the plug already stretching me. I cry out.

“This pussy belongs to me,” he says. His hands grip my hips. “To me. And don’t you fucking forget it.”

He fucks me hard. Each thrust rocks me forward over the seat. The angle hits in just the right spot, and the stretch from the plug is intense. This is the kind of sex that I had only dreamed about before I married Dane, but I know he isn’t going to allow me to finish.

“Please,” I beg. “Please let me come.”

“No.” He digs his fingers into my hips. “You are going to lie here and take my dick like a good girl. You are going to think about how good my cock feels inside you. And you are going to remember the fucking rules.”

I’m so close. The pressure is building inside me, and I can’t hold it back much longer.

“Dane, please. I’m sorry. I will not lie again.”

“Yes, you will.” He leans over my back and wraps his hand around my throat, pulling me back against him and slightly cutting off my air. “I’m going to keep punishing you until you break.”

He is right. I have no choice but to lie to him.

He fucks me harder. His breathing is ragged, and I can feel him getting close. I’m right there with him, about to fall over the edge, desperate to finish and wishing he’d squeeze my throat tighter to cut off my air completely. If he did, I wouldn’t be able to fight the orgasm any longer.