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ody trapped on an endless loop of pleasure and dominance. And, oh God, how I wish that could be possible.

My pussy tightening around his cock, I come hard, trembling as if I had a fever. And I might just as well have one, since I’m burning up. I feel my chin quivering as I try to breathe, all my muscles twitching and spasming as pure delight rages through me, flooding both my body and mind. It’s embarrassing to admit, but I've never came like this before. I’ve had orgasms before, yes, but what I’m experiencing goes far beyond that. A simple orgasm pales in comparison to what I’m feeling right now.

With a kiss on my forehead, he puts me down, my legs feeling weak the moment my feet touch the floor. But he gives me no time to catch my breath: with his hands on my waist, he makes me turn around and face the wall once again. I place my hands against the cold concrete at shoulder height, jutting my ass back toward him. A cry of pleasure leaves my lips as he smacks my ass hard with the back of his hand. Then he does it again. And again. He does it until I’m gritting my teeth, the pain running through my nerves toward my brain, except the moment it gets there it has already been distilled into pleasure.

I let my head down, my hair falling over my shoulders and brushing against my breasts. His hands are now over my buttocks, squeezing them lightly. After the rough treatment, the gentle touch of his fingers feel like a blessing—one full of promises. The more his fingers caress me, the more they move toward the valley between my ass cheeks. The moment he’s close enough, he takes his hands out of me and, with just one finger, he traces the line between my cheeks all the way to between my thighs. Then, turning his hand around, he keeps going. I swallow hard when his fingers go over my labia, gently parting my folds.

“I’m going to make you come like you never did before, Kerri”, he promises me, not knowing that he has already fulfilled it. Still, I can’t help but wonder at the state I’m going to be in once he’s done with me. Will I be able to stand? To walk? Oh, God, does it even matter?

I open my mouth to speak—maybe something smart or seductive, but all I can do is croak a small “please.” This time he doesn’t make me beg. One of his arms goes around my waist and he presses his forearm over my navel; then he pulls me into him, his shaft straining past my inner lips and lodging itself inside of me as if it had never left.

“Oh, God…” I moan, pushing my hips back against him.

“There’s no God in this place…” He whispers in my ear, his lips brushing against my skin. “Just me.”

He holds his position, his cock deep inside me as he lets his arm fall, his hand running down between my legs. There, he presses two fingers right above my clitoris, gently pressing down on it; only then does he allow his cock to slide out of me.

He goes back in again, thrusting with all his strength. Soon enough, his cock is flying in and out of me at a breakneck pace, his thighs slapping my ass over and over again.

My eyes are shut, and I’m gritting my teeth again. I wasn’t prepared for this. It’s simply too… good. And it keeps getting better: as he thrusts, he keeps pressuring my clit, circling it steadily with his two fingers. With his free hand, he grabs my left breast and squeezes it, pinching my hard nipple between his thumb and index finger. I’m panting, my body swaying against his in waves.

“Lucien…” I call, his name like honey over my tongue. “Harder,” I ask him, not truly understanding what I’m really saying. I only realize what I told him to do after he pinches my nipple harder, a stab of pain and pleasure hitting me at once. He starts to thrust even harder, and I have to go on tiptoes, my unconscious mind dictating every single one of my movements.

There’s a spark inside of me, one rising from my clit and spreading all over my body. Soon enough that spark will turn into a fire and I’ll burn. I can’t wait for it.

Pressing hard on my clit, he thrusts mighty, his cock burying itself inside my pussy like it never did. I gasp, my insides clenching as my nerve endings try to process the barrage of sensations he’s unleashing upon me. Slowly, he pulls back out, and then thrusts hard again. He keeps going like that until I can’t bear it any longer, his shaft pushing his way inside of me with the sweetest savagery I have ever felt.

So this is what it feels like to be with a Man—one with a capital M. I’m not a virgin, or some clueless inexperienced girl… but I’ve never met a man like Lucien. He is the kind of man a woman dreams of, perfect in every sense of the word. It’s not only his body that draws me in, that’s only a small fraction of his allure. It’s who he is; he breathes in power and exhales dominance. He’s one of the most dangerous men I have ever met and, at the same time, the one that makes me feel the safest. These opposing feelings, the conflict between them… It just drives me out of control, in a way I never thought would be possible.

I open my mouth to speak, but I close it before any words can form. I can’t speak and I can’t even think… Ask me my name right now, and I’m not sure if I’m going to be able to answer. I’m high, his body on me the most perfect drug I have ever found.

“I want you to come for me,” he tells me against my ear, stopping his thrusts for a long second. “And you’re going to do it when I tell you to.”

Is that even possible? Somehow, his words leave no room for doubt. It's possible because he won’t let it happen any other way. I will come when he tells me to—not before, not after.

His body rocks against mine at a steady rhythm, anticipation making my heart pound hard. With each thrust of his, he goes harder. Soon enough, he’s pounding me again as if tomorrow would never come. I feel on the verge of collapsing, all of my limbs with barely any strength left. Leaning forward, I press my cheek against the wall, my quivering moans quickly turning into a howl of pleasure.

“I…” he whispers, his lips less than an inch away from my neck. “Want…” He thrusts as hard as he can, his shaft piercing me viciously. “You…” His fingers go to my hair, and he curls them around the roots of stray locks. “To…” Yanking my head back, he thrusts once more, his fingers still tightly pressed over my clit. “Come.”

He commands; I obey. The moment he tells me to come, it’s as if something bursts inside of me, a blinding explosion of ecstasy obliterating my mind. I press my forearms against the wall, supporting myself as all strength leaves my legs. My knees are buckling, but he laces my waist with one arm and keeps me in place, my pussy feeling as tight as it has ever been.

I’m shaking, my body succumbing to something so intense I never thought it to be possible. Breathing hard, I slowly open my eyes, trying to reel from the intensity of it all. But I made a mistake. I thought he was over.

He isn’t.

The moment my body stops convulsing, he yanks harder on my hair and starts to thrust violently. I don’t even moan anymore. I just let one shrill scream fill the room as waves of pleasure threaten to engulf me. I can’t believe this is happening, but I’m about to come again, just seconds after my last orgasm.

“Come, Kerri… Come for me,” he tells me, his thrusts scorching all of my senses. Reacting on instinct alone, I take one arm behind my back and lay my hand over his waist, pulling him in.

“I want you to come too,” I say, my body eager to feel his seed inside of me. From my position I can’t see him, but I can almost feel the grin on his lips. His thrusts grow wild and savage, his cock starting to spasm violently against my inner walls. I feel him exhale sharply against my neck and, in that very moment, he starts to come. That’s all it takes to send me into oblivion again. The moment he starts to shoot his cum inside of me, a chain reaction goes off and my body trembles and twitches in a feverish state.

Still lacing me by the waist, he holds still as his cock gushes his load inside of me. Endorphins numbing all of my muscles, a shiver still goes up my spine as I feel his cum dripping down my legs. As he pulls out I almost collapse to the floor. Instead, I turn on my heels, pressing my back against the wall and opening my eyes so that I can stare into his.

He’s looking at me with his lip

s slightly parted, almost as if he’s wondering what the hell just happened. I’m asking the same question myself but, right now, I don’t want any answers. I just want to remain in silence, my eyes on his as if the world outside doesn’t exist. Soon enough reality will sink its ugly fangs on us…

But not now. Not now.


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