He cupped my breasts, squeezing until I closed my eyes. The hint of pain was beautiful, stimulating and powered me on.
"A little pain with pleasure, my kitten." He pinched and twisted my nipples before issuing another low-slung growl, rising up until he was able to suck on them.
"Oh. Oh..." Every dazzling sensation that washed through me left my pussy muscles clenching then relaxing, pushing me immediately into a wave that I never wanted to end. "I'm going to come. I can't... hold it."
"Yes, you can," he growled and slid his lips to my other breast, suckling and biting down on my nipple.
I wailed, tossing my head back and forth, trying to hold back the raging climax. My eyes watered, my skin prickled, and the glorious electricity was overwhelming. There was no way I could hold back. None. As the orgasm rushed from my curled toes, jetting into my pussy, I had to bite back a scream.
"One bad girl," he whispered hoarsely, the low rumble skittering into my muscles.
"Uh-huh. Yes. I..." I hung my head, panting until the wave hit me again, shaking my entire body. "Oh. Fuck!"
Michael held me, refusing to let me go, licking and kissing my heated skin until the orgasm passed.
But he wasn't finished with me.
I was suddenly flipped, my waist tossed over the edge of the bed, my legs pushed together. "Oh!" The squeal was cut off the second he smacked his hand down on my bottom.
"You're going to get more of this," he said then brought his hand down again, moving from one ass cheek to the other.
"But... But!"
"No buts. You scared the life out of me." Fisting my hair, he leaned over, whispering the words as I slapped my hands on the floor. "I was terrified."
I could hear the anguish in his voice. He peppered my ass several times, the sound making me cringe. While this wasn't true punishment, I already felt guilty enough.
For so many things.
I felt his weight on top of me, the wiggle of his cock as he pressed it between my closed legs. The sensations were entirely different and as he took full control, pumping in slow and even drives, I fell into the sweet serenity of euphoria.
He was powerful in his actions, keeping me close to coming again then pulling back. I could only concentrate on the sounds of the creaking springs as he fucked me.
Slowing down, he rubbed his fingers down my spine. "Every inch of your body belongs to me."
"Yes."
"Yes?"
I couldn't help but smile given everything we'd been through. "Yes. Sir."
He smacked my bottom then rubbed. "Does that feel good?"
"God, yes. Don't stop."
Chuckling darkly, he did as I asked, pumping in the slowest and most amazing thrusts. But I knew the moment he slipped the tip of his cock up along the crack of my ass what he wanted.
He would take any part of me.
At any time.
I was his possession.
His obsession. And for the first time in my entire life, I wanted nothing more.
"I love fucking your tight little ass." He spoke in a gravelly voice, the tone dripping with lust. He eased apart my cheeks, pressing the tip of his cock to my dark hole. "I love filling you with my cum."
He slid in slowly, taking his time. He was so large, his cock still throbbing and my muscles tensed as the hint of pain washed over me.
"Oh, God!" I stiffened, jerking up as far as the position would allow, taking deep breaths.
"Relax, baby. I'm not going to hurt you."
His words were far more comforting that I could have imagined. As he pushed further inside, all I could think about was how wonderful this was, the time we could share together. Nothing was going to happen. We'd find a way to spend the rest of our lives together.
With lies...
I bristled, whimpering when he thrust the remaining couple of inches inside. Another rush of electricity pounded my system, pulling me from sheer anguish into a wave of utter joy.
"So tight." He wiggled back and forth, seating himself fully inside then rocked his beautiful giant body, kicking up the excitement and the burning heat between us.
I fell into a dream state, savoring every moment as he fucked me. I was going nowhere, his prisoner until he allowed me to be free. The thought was cathartic, almost funny but certainly brought a smile to my face.
He became more barbaric, driving in brutal motions, slamming his body down on top of me. I could tell he had difficulty holding back, his needs outweighing everything else.
And so, I squeezed.