He was so exquisitely handsome it was almost hard for me to stare too closely; like looking straight into an eclipse. But when I glanced away, he shifted his hand to pinch my jaw more tightly, forcing me to look back up at him.
Once again, I felt that fear—of getting too close, of getting my heart broken, of being left alone and forgotten. But instead of pulling back from my fear, I let myself go towards it. I allowed myself to feel my deepest desire—to please him, to obey him.
To listen and learn.
To trust.
And when I did that, I felt myself relax. I let my heart open to him.
Even though I hadn’t said a word, it was as if he could feel that shift inside me. He caged me in with his massive arm to my left, and leaned down into me. Full soft lips took possession of me and I melted into a feeling I should not.
Hope.
The longer the kiss went, the wetter I became. Once I was panting and pawing at his cock to free it from his pants, he pulled away from the kiss.
Hitching up his hips, he yanked his pants halfway down his ass. I hooked my toe over the waistband to push them down his thighs.
Then he positioned his cock right at my opening, and growled into my ear, “You fucking belong to me. And I’m going to prove it to you tonight.”
Chapter 17 Vasile
She had no right, no fucking right, to be so sexy and perfect—it made me hate her for it and love her even more.
I unleashed all my power into her—all of it. I took her missionary, deep and hard, ramming my cock ruthlessly against her cervix. With every thrust, with every drive, I imagined shooting my hot seed into her cunt.
Again and again and again. Her pussy was young and tight, and she got so goddamned wet for me that I could feel my orgasm coming up hard and fast. Though she was inexperienced, she rode the waves of instinct effortlessly.
She was never timid; she was never shy. She was like a fucking wildcat. With one particularly ruthless drive, she dragged her fingernails down my back to make my entire goddamned body tense up.
She’d drawn blood, I was sure of it… and that just made me wilder for her still.
A spurt of precum shot out of my cock inside her; tensing my ass, I kept the rest of my orgasm back, letting it build and build. But knowing that my cum was inside her just intensified my need to pound her even harder.
“I want to fuck a baby into you,” I told her as I fucked her. “I want to spend my life filling you with me.”
Arching her head back, she tipped her hips into me and roared up at the ceiling. “Va—sile…” She split my name across my pounding thrusts.
“Come for me,” I ordered her. “Right now,” I said, punctuating my words with another ball-slapping drive into her pussy.
The smell of her sweat and wetness was fucking intoxicating, all the more so because I knew that no other man would ever know her this way.
She was mine. It was all for me. Now until the day I died.
She’d pussy-whipped me so bad that it took me a few seconds to realize she hadn’t obeyed; she hadn’t even answered. Looking down at her, I saw a sparkle in her eyes, and that pissed me off all the more.
“You will obey me. You will do as I say, or else.,” I growled. “Do it. Now.”
My direction had her cheeks blush and her eyelids dropped.
“You fucking like that, don’t you?” I asked. “You like me angry with you.”
“Yes,” she panted. “I don’t understand it, but yes, I do. So much. Too much.”
“Good. But you’re forgetting the rules, Princess,” I said, pulling my cock out slightly so I could lift her knees towards her chest. “You do what I say. Don’t fight me. Submit to me. Right fuckin’ now,” I snarled.
The sassy confidence evaporated just as soon as it had appeared. In its place, I saw fear. Real fear. I saw that innocent girl who was in over her head.
This dance we were dancing would take time to perfect; it was my job to push her. And it was her job to be honest in return, just as she had been.
“But don’t you dare flinch. Don’t be afraid of me.”
She laughed a little, hanging on tight. “I am, though. That’s half the fun. But…”
“Listen,” I said, slowing my pace, lingering there inside her with my shaft throbbing. “I know you can handle me. I spend my life holding back around everybody else. But I worship you. I want you to have all of me. I will not hold back.”
“Good,” she whispered. “I don’t want you to. Doesn’t mean you don’t terrify me. Sometimes…”
“Fear is good. Fear feeds the fire.”
She paused before she answered. “Yeah?”
“Fuck, yeah. And no matter how dirty I get when we’re doing this,” there I added a flex of my ass to drive into her deeper, but less intensely now, “I’m like a lion on the hunt. I can’t help myself. You turn me into an animal.”
I felt her nod but she didn’t answer, not right away. Instead she clutched me close, not even letting me see her face.
But she still hadn’t fucking obeyed me.
“Give me that orgasm, Princess. Let me have what’s mine.”
Rolling my hips, I kept my cock almost fully inside her, while focusing on my hips to make sure I gave her plenty of contact on her clit. As soon as I did, I felt her start to give in. A little whimper, a sweet little sigh, a change in the way her pussy fluttered against my throbbing dick inside her.
Tenderness was what she needed now, and I found that I did, too. Though it was hard to admit to myself, being away from her had been fucking agony. But just because
