Free That Which Destroys Me by Kimber S. Dawn Page A

the reason I believe that you can do this.” Smiling at her, I slowly raise my hand and tuck a piece of hair behind her ear.
    “You don’t flinch away from my touch.” My hand brushes against her cheek before tracing the line of her beautiful jaw and neck. “Your body instantly reacts from the feeling of my hands on your skin.” I let my fingertips whisper over her breast before leaning forward to block my illicit demonstrations from the restaurant. I grasp her breast in my hand before running my thumb back and forth causing her nipple to harden.
    The moan that escapes her causes me to chuckle before I continue, “You soaked the cuff of my sleeve while I finger fucked that tight little pussy of yours Friday too, didn’t you, Ms. Reese?”
    “Mmhmm.” Her breaths are coming in raggedly. One of her hands grasps my shoulder before clenching the fabric of my suit jacket in her fist.
    I slide my hand down further until I reach her bare crossed legs. I pause my hand below the end of her skirt. “Open your legs for me, let me feel how wet that cunt is.” Stella’s head lolls back at the same time her legs part. I skim my middle finger over her wet pussy lips and growl, “Just like I fucking thought.”
    I slide the hand I’m palming her thigh with more in between them, nudging her legs further apart. I rub my hand against her wet flesh then I sink my finger into her hot wet pussy until I’m knuckle deep, then curl it finding the right spot. Her moans and pleas are coming out in labored gasps as her lips and breath caress my neck and ears. She whispers between her breaths in a husky voice, “Please, please Wesley.” Her hips are bucking violently against my hand.
    I’m lost gazing at her. Her body moves against me sensually as she transforms into raw sex personified. Her face and neck are flushed, her head thrown back. A sheen of sweat coats the skin of her face, neck, and chest. Her top teeth sinking hard into her puffy bottom lip, her beauty almost shatters me.
    My voice is harsh and dark, “What, Stella? Please what? You want to cum?” My thumb circles her swollen clit faster before I delve a second finger into her tight pussy, thrusting them into her harder before growling into her ear. “You need to cum, angel? Then right here in this restaurant, I want you to bite down on my shoulder right this second and fucking cum all over my hand like a good little cumslut, Ms. Reese. Right. Now.”
    God-fucking-damn! As Stella’s cum soaks my cuff from nothing more than my verbal command alone, I know - more than I know my own goddamn name - I know that there is a sub buried beneath the scars of Stella’s broken façade.
    I cannot keep my mouth from consuming hers, swallowing her loud moans and pleas of pleasure. I slowly withdraw my hand from between her legs, and pull her trembling body close to mine, our kiss never losing rhythm.
    Once her shuddering stills, I lean my face back to look down into her drunken andalusite eyes before smiling at her and whispering, “You’re going to be mine. It’s time for you to accept it.” I pause and wait for the orgasm-induced fog to lift and for understanding to cross her face.
    After it does, I continue, “We can go slow, but I need you to know I’m going to push you, in more ways than one. I’m going to push and push until you are certain you’re going to break, Stella. But you never will, will you?”
    I sweep my lips against hers and nip at her puffy, swollen mouth. “Even with all the hell you’ve endured, you have never truly broken. But my plan is to force you to the verge. I plan on ruining you… destroying you. And you will come out on the other side better for it, because that which doesn’t destroy you, Ms. Reese… Only makes you stronger.”
    After a few minutes, during which time she chewed on that bottom lip of hers and I contemplated shoving her beautiful face in my lap making her take my aching cock between her swollen lips, she finally speaks—Hell