Page 32 of Fallen Dane

I reach around and find her clit, circling it with my fingers while I continue to thrust into her ass.

“Dane—” My name comes out as a sob. “Please. I need it.”

I work her clit in tight circles. Feel her body tense as she gets closer. Feel her ass clench around my cock with each stroke.

With my hand on her neck, I wrap it around her throat, pulling her back against my chest so her spine is pressed against me. The angle drives my cock deeper into her ass.

“Please,” she gasps. “Choke me harder.”

I tighten my grip. Not enough to cut off air completely, but enough that she has to work for each breath.

“Is this what you need, kitten? My hand on your throat while I explode in your ass?”

“Yes.” The word comes out strangled. “Yes, please. Harder.”

I squeeze harder. My fingers work her clit faster. My cock drives into her ass with brutal thrusts. I kiss along her cheek and ear.

She’s gasping now and fighting for each breath. Her body trembles in my arms.

“Come for me,” I growl against her ear. “Come right fucking now.”

She comes with a choked scream. Her entire body locks up. Her ass clamps down on my cock so hard I see stars. I can feel her pulse racing against my palm.

She’s gasping for air, and the sound pushes me over the edge.

I bury myself deep and empty everything I have inside her. My cock pulses. My vision blurs. I hold her against me and come harder than I have in years.

I release her throat so she can catch her breath. She gasps and coughs and collapses back against me.

“You did so well.” I kiss her temple. “Such a good girl.”

She doesn’t respond, just buries her face in my neck. I know her ass must burn, even if she’s too proud to admit it. She might like the pain when it’s mixed with pleasure, but now it has to hurt.

I hold her so she doesn’t fall and wait while her breathing returns to normal. She’s even more gorgeous like this.

I pull out of her and then scoop her into my arms. She’s so exhausted she can barely move while I carry her to the bathroom.

I set her on the counter while I start the water. She sags against the mirror as I prepare everything. Steam fills the bathroom, and I add some of the nearby oils to the water.

When the tub is full, I lift her into my arms again and lower us both into the water with her in my lap. She leans back against my chest with a sigh.

“I didn’t know you could be so nice.” She laughs, but then grips my thighs to hold me there like I might try to leave her.

“Only to you.” I run my hands over her shoulders. “Don’t tell anyone. Not that they would believe you, anyway.”

“Dane?” Her voice comes out soft.

“Yes, kitten?”

“Why me?”

My hands stop moving. “What do you mean?”

“That night. Before Gerald, I mean.” She turns slightly to look at me. “Why did you approach me? You could have any woman you want—you must know that.”

Her voice holds a vulnerability I’ve never heard before. And I can’t help but wonder if Harrison is the one who put it there.

“You were different from any other woman there. The other women smiled and flirted, but you were pure fire. I couldn’t stop staring at you. You looked like you wanted to burn the place down, and part of me wanted to see what would happen if I handed you a match.”