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plane of his chest. His lips crashed against hers. Sarah’s
eyes widened even though all she could see was inky darkness. His
kiss was as savage as the rest of him, but it was also surprisingly
intimate. He ran the tip of his tongue over her lower lip, making
her shiver. He wasn’t just readying a fuck. He wanted her .
    He released his hold on her hair and went for
the hem of her shirt instead. She didn’t resist as he lifted it
over her head. She wrapped her arms around his neck and pressed her
body flush with his. That electric sizzle that always seemed to
happen between them when skin touched skin traveled down the length
of her. He felt warm and strong and hard. She kissed him with long
strokes of her tongue. She could have gone on like this
forever.
    But he was done waiting. He twisted her
around and pushed down across the table again. He gathered her
wrists together in one of his hands and held them tight just at the
small of her back.
    “Are you ready?” He pressed his cock against
the opening of her pussy. Sarah gasped as he began to slide the
full length back and forth against her slick folds. Desire built
inside her, overwhelming the last of her fear.
    “Yes.”
    Sarah tensed as he pushed the tip inside her.
She waited for him to bury himself with a single brutal thrust, but
instead he moved mercilessly slow, forcing her to feel every inch
of him stretching her wide. Her first instinct was to clench the
walls of her pussy tight around him, but he kept going, demanding
her submission. Even as wet as she was, the friction was so intense
it bordered on torture.
    She tried to press back, hoping to take him
all at once and be done with it, but he pinned her down tight. She
couldn’t wriggle, couldn’t move an inch. He commanded
everything—her movement, her pleasure, her pain.
    He groaned in triumph as his hips finally
pressed against hers.
    “Now you are mine,” he growled.
    He slid out fully before plunging back in,
again and again. With every stroke he increased the tempo. Sarah
gasped for air as pleasure bombarded her body. Little moans escaped
her throat with each exhale. The sound of his flesh slapping
against hers echoed off the walls. The table shook with every slam
of his body until she feared that it would collapse beneath her and
send them crashing to the floor.
    Without warning the tension inside her broke.
Blinding white pleasure racked her body, and for a moment nothing
else filled her mind except glorious sensation.
    The afterglow was short-lived. The second
that her body relaxed, he pulled hard on her arms, yanking her off
the table. He held her at an odd angle. His cock was still buried
deep within her. His arms held hers outspread, supporting her full
weight. If he let go she would fall into a heap at his feet.
    “Did I say that you could come?” His voice
was harsh.
    Sarah shook from head to toe with the strain
of trying to keep her balance. “I didn’t know that I needed your
permission.”
    He stretched her arms tighter. “Then you
haven’t been paying attention. In this place, Sarah, you are mine.
I am your master. Everything you do, everything you feel, is mine
to grant or deny. Do you understand?”
    “Yes.”
    “Yes, what?”
    “Yes, master.”
    “Good girl.” He pulled out of her and gently
let down her arms. He twisted her around and lifted her up so that
she could wrap her legs around his waist. He pivoted his hips,
plunging his cock back inside her. “Now, kiss me.”
    He controlled the movement, guiding her up
and down on his shaft. The delicious friction began again. With
every movement she ground against him—her lips against his, her
breasts against his chest, her swollen clit against his groin. The
sweat of passion and exertion slicked both their bodies.
    Once more pleasure built to breaking inside
her. Sarah tried to hold it back. She focused on her breath, her
heartbeat, anything to slow the shattering at her core. None of it
did any good. In the end, it was only