He chased.
I tried to get my hands free, and he finally let me. But he looked surprise when I wasn’t leaving, I was, instead, unfastening his belt.
“More,” I said, unhooking the clasp and shoving his jeans low on his hips. “Now.” I grabbed his hard cock and he groaned.
“Love it when your claws come out,” he said, and bit my neck just before gripping my hips and spinning me around.
He peeled my pants down to my thighs, baring my ass, and pushed on my back. I bent over, grabbing the tree in front of me for support. The quick sound of a condom wrapper opening was all the preparation I had before he buried himself to the hilt.
“Ah, God!” I yelled. Driven by nothing more than instinct, I arched my back and pushed against him, wanting him deeper. Harder.
“Fuck, you’re amazing,” he rasped, and slammed into me over and over. I cried out for more. Begged. It was rough, dirty, and I loved it. Neither of us were controlled, which was something I could work with. No preparation, just raw and wild and animalistic.
His hips slapping against my ass with every plunge into my body made me wetter just from the sound. Something Cal seemed to notice.
“Mmm, my little Kitten gets off on running from me, huh?” he said, fucking me even harder. He reached around with one hand and cupped my throat. “Do you like being caught?”
“Yes,” I moaned.
“Tell me how much you like it.”
“So much, please more.”
“More?” He thrust deep and I called out his name. The hand on my throat reached to my lips and I sucked on his fingers. Now, newly wetted, he trailed his hand down, found my clit, and rubbed.
It was the flicker of fire I needed to heat my skin even further. I begged for more. Couldn’t get enough. I wanted to feel all his strength. His anger. His punishment. I wanted to feel the pain I caused him. Pain I’d been caused. All of it melded together into something I didn’t understand, and I just wanted that sting of release. The line of pleasure and pain.
Cal’s entire body was racked with tension, like he was holding back. So I pushed. Wanting him as far as he’d take me.
“Do you like me running from you?” I asked between gritted teeth. “Do you want to punish me? Fuck me?”
A deep rasp broke from his throat.
“Do it,” I coaxed him.
He slammed into me harder.
“Do it,” I demanded again.
A whoosh of air sounded and his open palm came down on my ass.
“Yes!”
“Jesus,” he rasped, and I felt his cock get even harder as he continued thrusting. “You like that?” he slapped my ass again. Then again. My entire core gripped down on his cock, tensing to come.
“I love it.” But I wasn’t ready to give this up. I wanted to push for even more. “But is that all you’ve got?” I looked over my shoulder and gave a little smile. He knew I was goading him, and the gleam in his eyes was so powerful it pricked my skin like needles.
“Oh, I’ve got more,” he said and wrapped my ponytail around his fist. He pistoned in and out of me so hard my teeth clattered while he rained spank after spank down on my ass.
Pleasure shot through every vein so densely that I thought my nerves would snap. I came hard and shivered with spicy chills from the intensity. Cal was right behind me, groaning to the sky as his pleasure overtook him.
With heavy breaths, he pulled me up until my back met his chest, while I was still cradling his cock between my legs.
He whispered in my ear, “You can run anytime you want, Kitten.” He palmed my ass, the sting of where his hand was sparking another flicker of pleasure. “Just know that I will always catch you.”
Chapter 10
“You’ve been doing all this by yourself for over two decades?” I asked, looking over Bea’s shoulder as she showed me her bookkeeping for her business.