Page 64 of Cruel Possession

I groan and ease into her, holding still while she whimpers and tries to take more.

Her fingers weave through my hair. “Please. I need you.”

I bite down on her nipple before moving to the other, sucking it hard. As I do, I pull out and press back into her, giving her a little more this time.

She moans. “Please.”

“Look at you. Who would’ve thought you ordering people to leave a body at my door would leave you begging for my cock?”

“I didn’t. The body at the door wasn’t me.”

“Maybe not today.” I take her nipple again, biting it until she cries out.

I pull back before hoisting her up and pinning her between my body and the wall. Turning with her in my arms, the hot water splashes against my back as I press her harder into the other wall.

Zoe grips my shoulders tight as I slam into her, her pussy clenching tight around me.

Moaning, I keep thrusting, needing more. I need to feel her tight walls trying to milk me.

I slip my hand between our bodies, pinching her clit. “You’re going to come all over my cock.”

“Yes.” She rocks her hips in time with mine, her pussy clenching tight.

“Then you better do it before I decide to finish myself off.” I brace one hand on the wall above her head, changing the angle and driving deeper into her.

She keeps her legs tight around my body as her legs tremble.

Her back arches, her nails digging deep into me as she comes, her moans filling the shower.

My cock throbs as her inner walls press down hard around me.

She feels so good wrapped around me that I can barely hold on.

I come, burying myself to the hilt in her, my strokes slowing until I feel entirely spent.

When I ease out of her, she sets her feet on the floor, her balance a little off. Then she looks up at me with a smile that sends my heart crashing through my chest.

I don’t know how the hell I’m going to kill her.

I don’t think I can be the one to do it.

She’s going to give me that smile, and I’m going to hesitate. And then she’s going to kill me before I have the chance to kill her.

But right now, I can’t be bothered to focus on that. Not as she’s sinking to her knees in front of me, her tongue sliding along the length of my cock, making me hard again.

Zoe yawnsand crosses the bedroom late that night, wearing nothing but my shirt. “Did you find out who left the body on your doorstep?”

“Team is still working on it.” I pause, torn between sleeping on the couch and sleeping in bed with her.

Though I’ve crawled into bed with her before, tonight feels different. Like there’s this huge shift that’s going to happen between us, and I’m not in control.

Not as much as I should be.

And yet, I can’t stop myself from moving across the room and getting into bed beside her.

We don’t cuddle, but my heart pounds in my chest.

I stare up at the ceiling, already dreading the nightmares that might set in. “Did you call Morgana?”