tore his hand away from her breast and brought it
under her knee, bringing her right leg higher until her foot rested
on the bed frame. Her cunt was exposed in all its swollen wet
glory. He wanted to shove his tongue into the creamy wet heat
and swirl it around until she screamed, to set his teeth on her clit
and make her come a thousand times before he deigned to enter
her. His cock throbbed and pushed at his breeches as he slowly
unbuttoned himself.
He wasn’t going to stop. Even knowing what she was and
what had happened between them to bring them to this place
wasn’t going to stop him fucking her arse. Perhaps this was the
best way to remind her of why she needed to leave. The best way
to bring her to her knees.
That thought brought a graphic image of her servicing his
cock, made him want to crawl onto the bed and enact it in real
life. He smoothed a shaking hand over his wet shaft and eyed his
embedded fingers. No, he’d take her arse, show her how he took
a man, remind her and perhaps himself that she meant nothing
more to him than somewhere to shove his prick.
«Are you ready, Jane? Ready to take my cock?»
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She didn’t reply so he slid his hand up inside her shirt, shoved
under her bandaged chest and pinched her nipple between his
finger and thumb. She shuddered underneath him, her back
arching, her buttocks pressing against his cock.
«Tell me you don’t want it, Jane, and I’ll stop.» He removed
his fingers and inserted the first inch of his cock, felt her tighten
around his crown. He wrapped her long braid around his hand
until her head angled off the bed.
«I want you.» She whispered, «God help me, I always have.»
He stared down at the vulnerable curve of her neck. Damn
her for being so soft. Didn’t she know him well enough to
understand that her submission only made him worse, that he
gloried in mastering her? He shoved his cock deep into her arse,
heard her gasp as he took her, fucked her, filled her.
He held still, his shaft fully embedded, his tight cum-filled
balls pressed up against the satin of her skin. She wasn’t fighting
him at all. He drew back his hips and plunged into her again,
gave it to her like he gave it to a man, hard, fast and selfishly. But
she’d come for him, he knew that, even if he didn’t touch her clit
at all.
She was panting now with every hard stroke and even after all
this time, he knew she was close to coming again. Damn, he was
too close himself. He thrust one more time and groaned as he
climaxed, his hot seed pulsing deep inside her. With a final
shudder he let go and sprawled over her, let his weight push her
into the softness of the bed, kept his cock still inside her.
«I know what you really want, Jane. I’ve known it all along,
but this is all you’ll ever get from me. My cock in your arse or in
your mouth, never in your wet, needy little cunt. You’ll never get
my seed in there even if you beg on your knees. Do you
understand?»
He pulled out, used the tails of her shirt to wipe himself clean
and went over to open the door between their suites. He
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returned to the bed, picked her up and took her through to her
own room. He dropped her right in the middle of the bed.
«Good night, Jane.»
She lay where he had placed her and looked up at him. Her
cheeks were flushed and tears glinted in her eyes. He wanted to
look away from her but found he couldn’t. Some part of him
wanted to take her into his arms and comfort her; his baser side
wanted to fuck her again. She licked her lips as if trying to speak
but then rolled away from him onto her front, shutting him out,
dismissing him.
He bowed even though she wasn’t looking at him and headed
back to his own room. In the dim light, he stripped naked and
grimaced as his cock continued to throb, and grow, and want. He
stroked his shaft, smelled Jane and instantly got even bigger.
With a curse, he walked over to