Page 24 of Claimed By my Fake Husband

My voice comes out small, but I mean it. I've only done this once before, in college, and hated it. With him, I can't wait to try again.

He grins and dives in, licking through me like I'm the best thing he's ever tasted.

He works me with his tongue and his fingers until I'm right back at the edge—then he slows again.

My legs shake as he pushes deeper, and this time he doesn't stop. I come apart around him, hard, my whole body shuddering.

Before I can catch my breath, he pulls me up onto my knees, right in front of his cock.

He's big everywhere. I should have known.

Precum beads at the tip as he lines himself up with my mouth. My hands tremble, but it's not fear. It's want.

I take him slow, remembering the motion, and soon he's deep in my throat, groaning above me.

"Fuck, sweetheart. You're so good. Taking my cock like a good girl."

His hips pick up speed, and every filthy word he says lights something new in me. I lick along his length, reaching down to touch myself.

Just need a little?—

His palm cracks against my ass, and I yelp, staring up at him in shock.

"Who said you could do that, hmm?"

My face burns. "I... please, Logan, I'm so close."

"You'll listen to me. Right?"

I know it's punishment, but I don't care. "Yes."

He lays me back and pushes my knees wide, settling between them. His cock drags over me, and I nearly lose my mind waiting.

He pushes inside, slow and deliberate, and the sharp burn of it only makes the pleasure sweeter.

"Come for me. Come, good girl. Listen to your handler."

I shatter around him almost instantly.

For a second, the world outside this bed disappears. There's only him, claiming me inch by inch.

I belong to myself. I always will. But right now, in this bed, I'm his.

My climax rolls on and on as he moves faster, and I can't believe how deep he reaches, how right it feels.

"Logan. Oh god. Please?—"

"Damn, sweetheart. Squeeze around my cock."

My body listens before my brain can catch up, and I scream his name as he drives into me, pushing me past every limit I thought I had.

Then he swells inside me.

Oh. Oh, he's about to?—

I meet him thrust for thrust, wanting to give him everything he's given me. He groans, then growls, and we come apart together.

Warmth floods through me, and I melt into it.