Ruthless King

“Oh yes,” she murmured.

“Do you want me inside you? Taking you? Stretching your ass? Owning it?”

A light blush filled her cheeks as she bit her lip.

“Tell me,” he demanded.

“Yes. I want all of that.”

“Good girl. Now, grab your legs and pull them back for me. Let me see you.”

“Dear Lord,” she whispered. But she reached down and grabbed her legs.

“Spread them wider,” he demanded as he stared down at her glistening lips.

God. Yes.

He grabbed a pillow and put it under her ass, raising her up. Then he spread her cheeks, running his finger over her asshole before grabbing his cock and pressing it to the tight bud.

A moan escaped her.

His balls were tight. Aching. And he longed to just thrust his way inside her. But he forced himself to hold back. To slide inside her carefully.

“Deep breath in. Slowly out. That’s my girl. Tell me you’re all right.”

“I’m good.”

“You feel amazing.” So tight. So hot. He moved his hands to the bed on either side of her so he could stare down at her, monitor her as he pushed deep into her.

By the time he was fully inside her ass, her warmth surrounding his dick, they were both breathing heavily.

“How do you feel? Any pain?” he asked, hoping like hell that she didn’t want him to leave her.

Because he didn’t think he could do it.

“You feel so good,” she told him. “But, please, move. Please.”

“Your wish is my command, baby.”

And then he started to fuck her. He nearly came then and there. He had to pause and take a breath to calm himself.

“Baby, hell. You don’t know how good you feel.” He ran his hand over her stomach, then squeezed her breast. “You’re going to be the death of me.”

“You’ve already killed me. So I’m just gonna lie here and let you do all the work, okay?”

He had to grin.

How had he ended up so fucking lucky as to get this girl?

He knew it wasn’t because he’d done anything good in his life. He hadn’t.

Well, maybe he had when he’d killed Orlando Crane. Perhaps this was his reward.

This girl.

His girl.

He started moving again. Slowly at first. Then faster. Harder.