Free The Exposé 3 by Roxy Sloane

hard. She arches up against me, and I swear I can feel
her heart beating in her chest as I push her to the edge with every
thrust. Closer, closer--
    I pull away.
    “Fuck!”
Zoe swear against me, then bites down on my lip.
    “Ow.”
I pull away, tasting blood.
    “You
deserve it.” I can hear the anger in her voice. “Now, are
you going to keep fucking around, or are you going to give me what I
need?”
    “And what’s that?”
I ask, intoxicated by her boldness.
    “Your
cock.” Zoe bites her lip and her voice goes soft, pleading. “I
need you inside me. God, Dax, you don’t even know.”
    But
I do. Because I guarantee, whatever Zoe is feeling, I’m
experiencing it tenfold. Torturing her has been a torment to me too,
testing every last thread of my self-control. My whole body is
screaming to do as she begs and just fuck her right now: pound inside
her all the way and show her what nine inches of hard cock feels like
tearing her apart from the inside out.
    I want to ravage her. I want to
claim that wet, needy cunt for my own.
    But first, I want her screaming.
    I sit up, taking the last ice
cube from my glass, and downing the final shot of whiskey. Then,
without warning, I push the ice deep inside her.
    Zoe’s
whole body goes rigid. She cries out in pleasure as my fingers
follow, fucking her deep. I dive back between her thighs and attack
that delicious clit with new fervor. Licking, suckling, nipping at
the bud; I don’t let up for a moment, even when Zoe’s
moans rise to fever pitch. She thrashes, overcome.
    “No,
please, I can’t—”
    She
tries to pull away, the pleasure is too overwhelming, but I don’t
stop. I lap at her, relentless, thrusting my fingers in time.
    “Oh,
oh!” she cries, going tense. “Oh, God.”
    “No, baby,” I lift my
head, loving the sight of her. “It’s all me.”
    I
curl my fingers up again, rubbing her just right, deeper, faster, and
she comes with a scream right before my eyes. Her body arches as the
climax explodes through her. And as she shudders in pleasure, I
position myself between her thighs and thrust into her, impaling her
with my hungry cock right in the midst of her orgasm.
    Zoe
lets out a new cry as I plunge deep inside her.
    Fuck.
    Her
cunt convulses around me, a vice-like grip. She locks her legs around
my waist, bringing me even deeper. Goddamn, she feels so good. I grit
my teeth and thrust, riding out the waves of her pleasure -- and
driving her to another orgasm as I pound into her.
    “Dax,”
she gasps. “Please...untie me!”
    I
reach up and free her hands, then yank off her blindfold. Zoe’s
blue eyes gaze back at me, a fevered desire clouding their clear
depths. In an instant, she locks her arms around my neck and kisses
me, desperate and raw, her body still bucking against mine in a
dizzying rhythm.
    I
roll us, flipping her on top. I bring her hips down hard and surge up
inside her. Zoe throws her head back, thrusting her hips to meet
every stroke. She’s a goddess above me, totally unleashed. Her
breasts bounce as she rides me harder, moaning, which just turns me
on more. The sight of her, the feel of her tight cunt clenching
around me, it’s exactly what I want.
    I don’t care about truth,
or lies, or her betrayal anymore. All I want is this feeling, so damn
good. Whatever the cost. Whatever it takes.
    I explode up inside her, spurting
deep as the climax rips through my body.
    Fuck.

 

CHAPTER TEN
     
    ZOE
     
    I wake up in an unfamiliar bed,
way too comfortable to be my own. I yawn, rolling over and snuggling
deeper in the impossibly-soft bedding. Then I feel the delicious ache
in my thighs and the heavy tiredness in my limbs.
    Dax .
    I
sit up, blinking as I look around. Daylight is flooding into the loft
through the massive windows, making it crisp and bright. It looks
like a different world than last night, when everything seemed dim
and seductive.
    I catch sight of Dax’s tie,
crumpled on the bedside table, and shiver.
    Holy hell, last