“Taste yourself on my lips,” he whispered roughly taking her lips to passionately devour her mouth.
Scarlett whimpered with the strength of his ardor, against his mouth, as he thrust his tongue dominantly in and out of her mouth, wrestling her own to take full control. She tasted hot and musky, her texture thick and creamy. He hadn’t been wrong about her being heavily wet, her scent was all over him.
“I can’t wait any longer. I have to be inside you,” his whisper was urgent as he began undoing the restraints on her arms. Scarlett raised her head watching him move stealthily back down her body, his eyes never leaving hers as he reached to undo the rope around her ankles.
She noticed his movements and handling of her body had become rougher, more demanding, more dominant. When he lifted her legs and slid her body along the table allowing her to feel the hot scrape of the green worsted wool surface against her tender flesh, she felt owned by him. Slipping his arm underneath her back, he sat her up on the smooth wooden surround and pulled her down onto her feet. He spun her around so fast, her mind barely registered what he was doing. He lifted her feet off the floor and pushed the top half of her body back down on to the table.
“Stay there and don’t move, my darling or I will have to whip you,” he instructed.
Obeying him she heard movement behind her. He returned to pull her arms behind her back. She felt him wind some more silken rope around her wrists and bind them together.
Scarlett bit her trembling bottom lip when she heard Alexander pull down his zipper, his urgency preventing him from fully undressing. She saw him reaching for the tub of lubricant again and then he was parting the crease between her buttocks and nudging the wet smooth tip of his cock to her anus. He guided it just inside and reaching to hold her bound wrists as a rein he eased himself a little deeper, gently, carefully before pausing to grip her hip tight with his free hand and drive his cock hard to the hilt in one punishing fluid motion.
Scarlett let out a cry, shocked and enthralled with the brutality of the movement and the raw male power he had used to administer it. He was taking his property and leaving her in no doubt he owned her lock, stock and barrel. Her pussy flooded in response making her feel overwhelmed by her need to fully submit to him. He had her exactly where he wanted and could do whatever he pleased with her. All she could do was receive his long hard cock and worship its mastery by bucking her pelvis as he moved back and forth building the pace in the subservient position he held her in.
Her mind felt as though it were on fire, melting around him as he began to pound hard inside her, the movement causing her erect nipples to scrape against the rough wool of the table until they became sensitive. He growled and grunted behind her with need as though trying to drive himself even deeper and into her soul even though he was already hitting the limit. Her skin flushed warm responding to his domination and the stimulation it was receiving as it bucked down against the wood surrounding the snooker table, causing friction against her wet clit. Her orgasm began to near. Her breathing must have indicated its closeness because Alexander suddenly leaned forward to place his hand on the back of her neck and push down.
“Hold it, honey, until I give you permission to release your climax. Remember Daddy’s rules,” he ordered darkly.
She panted unable to mouth the word yes. He was literally taking her breath away. A fine sheen of moisture settled on her skin as he fucked her hard against the table, threatening to make her orgasm have a mind of its own and just erupt in any event. She fought hard to control it, to hold her pleasure in check to the point that tears of frustration gathered in the corners of eyes.
He squeezed the back of neck holding her head firmly down onto the table and pounded even harder.
“Come now, Scarlett. Let me hear it.”
Scarlett let out the scream she had been burying deep inside her body and allowed her climax to erupt and burn through her body. She heard Alexander growl and his thrusts become slower as he reached his own, stroking every inch of her channel flaring the flames higher until she was consumed barely able to breathe for screams of pleasure. Alexander’s hot seed shot in a frothing torrent inside her body filling her to the brim. She thought the pleasure would never end, their bodies moving in perfect unison as though in slow motion until they were both spent and Alexander fell over her body.
Chapter 13
A few days later, Alexander received a telephone call from Boris Litvenko’s father, Grigori Litvenko.
“Let the girl go or you are going to lose something, starting with that old aunt and uncle of yours in Louisiana you love like a mother and father. We are watching them now. No one has to get hurt.”
It was hard not to blow his temper and threaten to kill the man.
“My family are well protected and you won’t be able to get near them. I made sure of that when I took Scarlett from Blackwood so it is no use threatening them or anyone else. Scarlett stays with me. The police are closing in on you and you know
