Tatiana felt a rush of excitement strike her core. She moaned when the man grazed his teeth on her neck and then used his tongue to soothe it.
“Such a bad girl, making Daddy fucking hard.” His husky voice and dirty words made her core throb with desire. Her breath was uneven, and her body ignited.
“I’m not sorry, Daddy,” she whispered, wanting the man to go crazy, and he did. Like a vice, he took her neck into his hold and slammed his lips on hers. The kiss didn’t start slow; instead, it was wild, demanding, and crazy.
Tatiana couldn’t keep up. His mouth was ravishing hers like she was his last meal. His tongue thrust in, diving deep into her mouth, tasting all of her.
Tatiana moaned at his rough side. Cassius had never kissed her this hard before, and she loved it. She wanted more. But she needed to breathe, yet the man wasn’t releasing her.
When she reached for him, he took her hand and pinned it behind her back.
Tatiana felt her mind thrill. Oh, yeah. She loved this.
Her lungs burned from the lack of oxygen, and when she thought she might pass out, the man finally released her. Their heavy breaths entangled against each other. Tatiana’s eyes remained shut.
Daddy.
That name made him go wild. Cassius watched her trying to catch her breath. He never thought he would kiss her like that-hard, rough, and possessive.
Her lips were now wet, pink, and swollen. He noticed the tiny cut on her lip that he had inflicted. It oddly indulged him. A thought ran through his mind.
He imagined his cock being wrapped by those lips.
“Get down,” he ordered, his voice possessive. Tatiana smirked and reached for his trousers, knowing what he wanted.
With her gaze locked, she crouched before him and undressed him until his cock bounced out-full, hard, huge, and ready, with veins coiling around it.
She had done this for him before and had missed it.
Gently taking his length, Tatiana’s mouth opened to take him in. She started off slow, her gaze remained locked with his.
His lips parted as light groans tore from his throat every second. She rolled her tongue over the tip, and he threw his head back, his hand trailing to her hair.
Tatiana drew her head back and thrust his length into her mouth. She couldn’t take all of it; she never did. Cassius was huge and long. Her mouth could barely take half, so she used her hand to pleasure the remaining part.
Her pace quickened, and Cassius thrust himself into her throat. Her gag reflex kicked in. He shot his wetness into her.
He stroked her lower lip with his thumb. “Such a good girl.”
He carried her and placed her on the table, his gaze scanning her lingerie.
Maybe because he hadn’t had her in a long while, his actions were more intense today.
His gaze settled on her chest. The red lingerie triggered him further. Her smooth skin begged for his touch. He couldn’t wait to have it covered with red marks. Marks that would show she was his.
Tatiana’s chest rose and fell with each rapid breath, her breasts straining against the fabric of her dress. Cassius’s eyes locked onto the sight, his mind racing with thoughts of freeing them from their confines.
He reached out a hand, his fingers tracing the curve of her neck down to the swell of her breast. Tatiana shivered at his touch, her eyes fluttering closed.
“Cassius,” she whispered, her voice husky with desire.
He groaned, his control slipping further. “You have no idea what you do to me,” he growled, his sanity hanging by a thread. He crashed his lips on hers once more, passionate and possessive.
His hands worked on removing the lingerie, almost tearing it apart. He literally ripped it apart.
He broke the kiss and pinned her body against the table. His lips left hers and went to her chest, taking one of her nipples into his mouth. With his tongue, teeth, and lips, he ravished them possessively. His second hand worked on her other breast.
“Oh, Cash,” Tatiana moaned in ecstasy, throwing her head back, lost in the sensation. Her mind raced as his hands roamed all over her body.
His touch was like magic.
“Oh yes, Daddy!” She must be crazy, screaming that word in his ear, knowing how it triggered the rough kiss.
She felt his fingers tug the last thin fabric covering her most intimate part. He tore it away and buried his face right there.
Tatiana cried out in pleasure at the wave that hit her core. Her mind went haywire.
Oh, goodness! She missed this. She missed all of him!
“So wet. Dripping just for me,” he whispered and ran his tongue along her folds. Tatiana looked down and found his gaze locked on her, as if he had been enjoying the sight of her the whole time.
“Oh, Cash-” she moaned.
“Daddy,” he corrected, and kissed her dripping wet core. He wrapped his arms around her thighs and smirked.
“And I’m going to teach you how to behave like a good girl next time,” he whispered in a husky voice and went down to her folds again.
His teeth gently took her sensitive nub and played with it, then he sucked and released. Her sweet, seductive moans filled the air.
“I’ve missed my favorite. Your taste keeps getting better. Fuck!” He cursed and ate her up again before thrusting his tongue in.
Tatiana’s body quivered at each thrust of his tongue. Her moans intensified.
“Oh… Daddy, fuck… I’m close.”
Cassius thrust his tongue hard, and she came right into his mouth. He took all of it, sucking her dry.
Tatiana hadn’t recovered from her climax when she felt his hand around her neck and his length pressing against her folds.
“Oh, fuck!” She cried out at the first thrust. It was hard, hitting her deepest parts. He caught her throat as he gave her another, harder than the first, her walls trying to adjust.
Pain and pleasure mixed so well.
With each thrust, he pulled out almost completely and thrust back in, hard, hitting every part of her walls. She reached her climax in no time.
He lifted her up and slammed his lips against hers. Tatiana responded to the kiss with the same passion. She had always loved the rough side of Cassius, and tonight was even rougher.
In the next moment, Tatiana was on top of him, swaying her waist, feeling his length fill her. Soft cries tore from her lips as she bounced on the man, whose hands were firmly on her waist.
“Take more of it, Rebel. I want to feel you wrapped tightly around me. Bounce that ass like a good girl,” he whispered, trailing his hand up to her breasts and squeezing them tight.
Tatiana’s head spun at his words, her arousal intensifying. She thrust herself harder on him. Her thighs ached, her body trembling, close to her climax.
A throaty moan left her lips, her mouth hanging open as waves of pleasure hit her.
His strong arms gripped her waist. “Tell me, Rebel… tell me how you feel.”
“It feels amazing,” she said under her breath, and the man gave her a hard thrust. Deep and full. He thrust his entire length into her, then pulled out and repeated the action over and over again until her pussy was dripping with cum.
Thrust after thrust, Tatiana couldn’t count how many times the man had made her cum that night. After reaching her climax, the man would make her wet again. Her hair was messy, her body covered in sweat and love bites. Her body ached, her pussy sore, and yet, she wanted more.
He kissed her neck as they lay on the bed on their sides, his fingers caressing her sensitive nub. She was dripping with desire.
“Mrs. King,” he whispered, trailing kisses to her collarbone. His voice was husky, soft, and seductive.
“Hmm,” she hummed in response, more like a moan.
“Do you want some more?” he asked, his hand leaving her folds and moving to her waist.
She felt tired, but her body was still greedy for him. Her body was ready to take another harsh thrust.
Before she knew it, her answer slipped from her lips.
“Yes.”
Immediately after her word, Cassius thrust his length hard into her.
The night was still young for them. Like he had said, she might not be able to walk tomorrow.