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I thrust, thrust, thrust…
And each time, she takes more and more of me. As much as I loved her mouth on me, her tongue swiping over me, the feel of the back of her throat… This is where I need to be. Inside her tightness. Taking her.
I smack her ass again, again…
It blooms a vibrant pink under my touch.
Again, again…
And once more so hard she gasps.
“Are you going to continue disobeying me?” I grit out. “Are you going to continue looking into this?”
No response. Just rapid breaths and moans as I fuck her.
I bring my palm down on her ass cheek one more time—this time so hard I feel the sting—and the pink turns to red. And still I fuck her, fuck her, fuck her…
And I wonder…
Had she truly become a weakness? Because in this moment, as I’m embedded deep inside her, releasing, I realize something that should scare the hell out of me.
I would burn down my family’s whole fucking empire for this woman.
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DELANEY
No man has ever spanked me before. No man has ever called me a bitch—at least no man I ever let touch me. Before today, I’d have punched anyone who dared to.
But Samson Vexley won’t let me punch him. I know this already. Though I don’t think he would strike me back, he might do something worse.
I want to loathe him. I want to tell him how much I hate him.
But I can’t.
It would be a lie.
He says I couldn’t have stopped him. Maybe he’s right. That should frighten me.
But the truth is? I didn’t want to stop him.
I chose this.
I chose him.
And as I feel every release of his cock pulsing inside me, I know in my heart and soul I would choose him again.
Again and again.
In a flash I’m on my back. He’s kissing me, and I’m tasting his intoxicating blend of spice and mint and something uniquely him.
I kiss him back.
How is this possible? How have I become addicted to this drug that is Samson Vexley?
We kiss and we kiss and we kiss, his body heavy against mine. I slide my fingers over his broad shoulders, his corded arms.
Not only is he the most beautiful man I’ve ever seen, he’s also the best in bed. No one has ever made me feel this way. I’m sure my sexual experience isn’t anywhere close to what his is, but I’ve had my share for sure. Nothing… Nothing comes close to this.
