62

Oakley.
Gently, I rub my fingers in circles over her thigh, enjoying the way her skin feels beneath my calloused fingers. She fidgets a little, getting restless the more I touch her. After about twenty minutes, she sighs in defeat. “You aren’t watching it, are you?”
I press my lips against her neck and breathe deeply. “It’s so hard when you are anywhere near me to focus on anything.”
She sighs and grabs the remote, switching off the movie. “Any dessert?”
I tilt my head. “I have Ben and Jerry’s ice cream in the freezer.”
“What kind?” She gives me a stern look. “Your answer might change my opinion of you.”
“It’s salted caramel core.” I laugh. “Do I pass your test?”
Her face lights up. “Yes, because that is my favorite.” She jumps up and rushes out toward the kitchen.
I stand and follow her, leaning on the doorframe into the kitchen and watching as she rifles through my freezer. Her nightgown rides up her legs, giving me a teasing view of my favorite part of her body. “What do you think you’re doing?” I ask.
She glances over her shoulder and smirks. “Finding the ice cream.”
“Did I give you permission?” I ask, feeling a need to discipline rise to the surface. Ever since she’s got here, I’ve tried to keep a handle on my darker urges, but the desire to inflict pain on her is overwhelming.
Eva pouts at me. “Am I not allowed to go in the freezer?”
“You didn’t ask before looking.” I crack my neck. “I’d say you need punishing for that.”
She finds the pot of ice cream and stands, walking toward me. “I thought you had finished punishing me.” There’s a hint of excitement in her eyes.
I clench my jaw. “Do you like being punished, baby girl?”
Eva’s throat bobs, and she looks a little torn. “Would it be weird if I said yes?”
I shake my head and pull her toward me, inhaling her floral scent. “No, it’s not unusual to take pleasure from pain.” I grab her hips forcefully, digging my fingertips into her flesh. “Bend over the table for me,” I murmur.
She shudders in anticipation, glancing at the tub in her hand. “What about the ice cream?”
I take it from her hand and set it on the table. “Let me worry about that.”
Eva turns and bends over the table for me, hiking her nightgown up to her hips.
My cock thickens in my pants at the sight as I step toward her, grabbing her cheeks and parting them to get a good view of how wet she is between her thighs. I get the sense she was as needy as I was while watching the movie.
I bring my hand down in a forceful yet erotic slap, instantly tinging her skin pink with the impact.
Eva moans, arching her back in an invitation for more pain.
In the past, women only allowed me to inflict pain on them because I was rich and successful. Half of them never enjoyed it at all, and none of them craved it how Eva does.
I slap each cheek twice and then caress the stinging skin before starting again, repeatedly, until she’s panting and moaning. “You’re such a good girl, Eva,” I say, reaching between her thighs to feel how wet she is. “So good.” I grab the pot of ice cream and spoon some of it onto her red skin, making her jump in shock. And before she can question me, I lick it off of her, making her moan.
“Oh God, that feels amazing,” she cries.
I place some of the ice cream between her ass cheeks, right on her asshole.
Eva’s muscles strain, but she relaxes when I lick it all off, dipping my tongue inside her.
“Oak,” she pants, clawing at the table.
I put more on her ass cheeks and ass hole and then lick it all off in one go, savoring the taste and the way my woman shudders and jolts. I walk around, standing in front of her. “Open your mouth,” I order.
She does as I say.
I spoon some into her mouth, making her moan. She swallows it like a good girl. “You’re making me so fucking horny,” she murmurs.
I grab her chin between my finger and thumb. “Such a dirty mouth,” I muse, leaning down to slide my tongue into her mouth, sliding it against her own in desperate strokes. “Lean back,” I order.
She does as I say, and I put some ice cream on her hard nipples, making her groan.
I lick it off before it melts off her and onto the table.
“Fuck, I need you,” she breathes. “Please, fuck me, sir.”
“Do you think you’ve been punished enough?” I ask.
Eva nods, eyes hazy, as she watches me disappear behind her. “Yes, please, sir, please fuck me.”
Her begging is fucking delicious as I return behind her, pull my throbbing cock from the confines of my pants and slam it between her thighs in one hard stroke.
Eva screams in surprise, since I Blye her no warning. Her back arches out of instinct as I begin my violent assault on her greedy pussy. My nails dig hard into her hips as I claw her onto me with each thrust, fucking her so hard it feels like I might break her if I’m not careful.
All my sense is gone as I take her like a man possessed, like a beast let out of its cage. The more I try to suppress my dark, sadistic side with Eva, the harder it pushes back, forcing me to lose control.
Eva moans, screams, and whimpers as I take what I want unapologetically.
My mind repeats one word over and over like a tribal chant; Mine. That’s what she is.
Mine to break. Mine to hurt. Mine to fuck.
Darkness clouds my mind, and in that moment of clarity, I realize that even if she hates me when I tell her the truth, I won’t be able to let her go. I’ll never let her go, even if she thinks that somehow this thing between us has an expiry date. The beast inside of me would never allow her to escape.
The thought makes me fuck her with more brutal strokes.
Eva’s nails dig into the wooden table as she cries out my name in a plea. I can’t tell if she’s begging me to stop or begging me to send her over the edge. All I know is there is no stopping right now.
I spank her ass as I rut into her, my balls slapping against her inner thighs as I do. My voice sounds foreign to my ears as I speak. “I want you to come for me.” I spank her again. “I want to feel your pussy grasp hold of my cock like it never wants me to fucking leave,” I snarl.
Eva whimpers, and then I feel her muscles twitch around my cock, clamping down hard as if they’re trying to break it in two. “Oh my God,” she screams, thrashing around on the kitchen table as her orgasm breaks her apart.
I grab hold of her neck and pull her against me, flattening my chest against her back as I remain buried deep. Eva shudders as I slide my arm around her throat, blocking her airways as I fuck her through her climax. My release is powerful as it hits me, and I groan, sinking my teeth into her shoulder to leave marks.
Eva whimpers at the pain, but she doesn’t pull away. She allows me to claim her like a fucking feral beast.
Both of us collapse on the table, panting for oxygen as our mutual pleasure wraps around us. I keep my hands tight around Eva’s hips, my cock deep inside of her, wishing we could remain wrapped up in our bubble for the rest of our lives.