Page 70 of Resisting Mr. Rich


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“Lo—”

“Shall we find out?” He runs the tip of his nose down my neck to my shoulder and nips the skin there.

I draw in a sharp breath as he yanks my dress up around my waist and then slams his palm on top of my panties.

“See. Fucking soaking,” he tsks.

He bites my neck. “You love me fucking you. Admit it. You say you hate me, but you love my cock. You love the way I make you scream when you come. No one else has ever done that for you, have they?”

I whimper out a pathetic, strangled noise as he slowly drags my panties to one side and slides his fingers through my slick skin like it belongs to him. “Have they?”

He pushes two fingers inside me.

I fall forward, my body clenching around him as I almost come on the spot. He grunts and pulls me back up so my back is pressed against his chest and my breasts are forced forward.

“I’m going to fuck you right here on these stairs, Smiles. And you can scream that you hate me. But we both know it’ll be my cock that’s really making you scream.”

He leaves his fingers inside me, stroking in leisurely circles that have colors dancing behind my eyes as he takes his hand away from mine on the handrail. I could push his fingers between my legs away and run. There’s nothing stopping me. But I don’t. Instead, I give in to the tingles of anticipation skating over my skin as the sound of his zipper being pulled down vibrates through the air.

He draws his fingers back and reaches behind me, pulling his cock out. Precum smears across my ass cheeks as he shoves his pants down around his hips.

“You know what else?” he rasps.

“What?” I mumble, fighting the desire to grind back against him.

He lifts his arm, snaking it across my throat so he can lean over my shoulder and suck his fingers clean.

“My cock will make you scream…” he muses as he rips the front of my dress and bra down on one side so my breast is exposed to the night air.

I drag in a muffled cry as his hand closes around it possessively, tugging my nipple with the perfect amount of pressure to make more wetness flood between my legs.

“But it’ll be my cum inside you that has you clamping down on me as you come.”

“It won’t,” I cry as he spins me around and forces us both to the ground.

“Liar.”

“I’m not.” I glare up at him as he crawls over me, pinning me beneath his solid body.

“You are, Mads.” His eyes roam over my face as the heat of his body covers me. “We both know that you come the second your pussy gets the first taste. Every. Time.”

He drags my panties down my legs, throwing them to one side. Then forces my legs apart. The stairs dig into my back as he dips his head and sucks my exposed nipple into his mouth. I refuse to moan at how good it feels. I won’t give him the satisfaction.

“Face it.” He sucks harder until I buck. “You’re a little whore for my cum. One drop of it and you’re mewling all over me, desperate for that release.”

“No.” I fire back.

But I’m whimpering, and my pulse is throbbing between my legs as I try and fight him with words. My body wants him. Even if my head doesn’t.

“Yes,” he growls, teasing my nipple between his teeth until I moan.

“No.”

He moves up my body, bracing himself up on his arms either side of me as he looks down at me with an anger-fueled glare.

“In that case, tell me to stop.”

His eyes hold mine as he lowers his hips until the thick silky head of his cock drags over my skin.

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