"I'm delighted at how tight you are."
"I want my pussy to satisfy you, Sir."
He thrust into her. Marley's pussy tightened around his cock and nearly made him come. But he'd not waste the moment with her. No, he'd fuck her senseless so she'd never forget him, and he'd leave his imprint forever marked on her. “You will not hide your pleasure from me.” He thrust again. “I want you to scream out in the way I deserve."
"Yes, Sir.” The words barely sounded from her throat as her head fell back, showing off her long neck. The sight shifted Reed's arousal from blatant need to outright domination. His. He wanted to keep Marley. My sub. Tonight he'd leave a mark on her that no man could ever erase.
Her thoughts only of me.
Always of me.
He grabbed the ropes halfway between the clamps on the corset and the ones on her ankle and held the twine tight. Then he growled deep before he fucked her savagely.
Marley's screams ricocheted off the stone walls as loud smacks of skin against skin filled the air. She arched her back and gripped the box at her shoulders. Her breasts bouncing around on the top of her corset gave him a splendid view.
Heaven.
More.
Harder.
Deeper.
Reed couldn't get enough of her tight pussy, of the sight before him now. He thrust harder. Sweat gathered on his body, but he paid it no heed and continued with the powerful thrusts to satisfy his needs and hers.
His cock grew stiffer, his balls drew up, indicating impending release, yet he forced himself to wait—he needed her orgasm. He brought his palm to her clit and pushed hard. Marley roared and grabbed his biceps. She gripped his arms tight as her hands made a home in the valleys of his muscles.
He circled his palm against her clit, desperate to give her a release, while he continued to thrust in haste. Her eyes went wide, yet she hung there.
"You're going to come for me, and you're going to do it now.” He pinched her clit.
Marley screamed. Her pussy clamped on Reed's cock as she lost herself in her orgasm, and he lost himself in his.
By the time Reed regained any sense, Marley must have latched on to his head and pulled him to her chest. Her small breasts made a pillow for his cheek, and the coolness of the leather gave an ease to the flushed heat on his face.
There he stayed—recovered.
When he felt her trembling beneath him, he remembered his responsibility to handle her aftercare. He raised his head, gripped the knot on her corset, and released it so she could lower her leg. As he expected, she moaned while the blood rushed back into her limbs.
Marley still hadn't looked up at him even after he released her other leg. Her head dangled over the back of the box; her chest rose and fell in rapid movements. He stood, tore the condom off his softened cock, and deposited the latex sheath in the trash. As he turned back to Marley, he grabbed the sheet used to cover the items and approached her.
Reed made quick work of removing the bonds on her ankles and rubbed them a little to gain the circulation back. The knot he'd provided on all her bonds tonight had been the kindest of knots but didn't provide too tight of a hold unless she fought against the restraints. The red marks covering her ankles showed she'd struggled.
He lifted her to him and wrapped the sheet around her. She needed time to recover, and he'd offer himself for however long she wanted it. He sat back on his legs and cradled her to his chest. But the longer he sat, the more his thoughts started to return, and he could hardly believe what had taken place. He had fucked her.
It'd been years since anyone had driven his arousal to a place where he couldn't control it, and the last time had been with Samantha. The part that surprised him most was that he'd enjoyed every minute of it and would do it all over again.
Even now, as he held Marley, rightness settled over him, an emotion that made him pause. He felt warm, not by heated flesh, but in his heart. A feeling he had not experienced in all too long. He wanted to stay here, with her in his arms, and he never wanted to let go. What had he done?
He created limits to avoid exactly this—never becoming attached. The realization that he had opened himself up to Marley slammed fear into his soul. “I must go now.” Reed placed Marley gently onto the floor.
Her eyes fluttered open and went wide. “But—"
"I will send Raven to help you out of the corset.” He turned on his heels, and her angry, confused eyes haunted him the entire way out.
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