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All of a sudden, I couldn’t breathe.

I couldn’t think.

His eyes burned with intensity and wildness, as if I had finally unleashed the beast from its confinement.

My core clenched, and my nipples beaded. The heat deep inside me grew with an aching, throbbing rush.

He was here. He was mine.

I lifted my chin.

“Yes, this is exactly what I want.” The words scraped across my tongue like razor blades, my heart racing frantically in my chest.

He tightened his grip, and I swallowed hard, watching him.

I wasn’t sure if he was going to fuck me or kill me, but either way, my pussy was quivering and spasming. I was afraid to say another word. I was terrified to move. I feared that somehow I would break the curse and Leon would cool down, remove his fingers, and walk away.

The thought of him doing that was excruciating. We would never recover if that were to happen.

More than ever, I needed him inside me, pounding me, taking me.

We stared each other down like animals facing off, and then, in the snap of a second, he captured my lips in the most passionate kiss of my life. His tongue darted inside my mouth, devouring me, capturing me, claiming me.

I whimpered, taken aback by the force of his need, even though I’d taunted him into giving it to me. It was all- consuming, and I craved more. I matched him with my demands, wanting more.

“Submit,” he ordered, scraping his teeth over my lower lip.

My heart pounded into my ears, and for a brief moment, I wanted to fight him, to punish him, but I knew I’d pushed him too far.

I’d gotten what I wanted.

I moaned into his mouth, letting my body fall limp as he held me against the wall.

“That’s right. You’re mine.”

With his free hand, he reached down and grabbed the hem of my dress, pulling it up over my hips, exposing my bare pussy.

A low rumble erupted from deep in his throat. “You little slut, you aren’t wearing any panties?”

I shook my head, not sure if I should speak or not.

His fingers slid between the folds of my sex and sank deep, thrusting in and out, giving me no chance to do anything but take what he gave me.

I cried out, bucking against him, riding his hand, my body responding to his touch.

“You like this? You’re so wet…” His breath grew uneven as he continued to work my pussy. “Such a fucking dirty girl.”

He pulled out of me, making me cry out, and then leaned in, his fingers flexing around my throat as he brought his face to mine. “You get what I give you.”

He unbuttoned his pants and freed his cock, letting his jeans fall to the floor.

He lifted one of my thighs, setting it around his hip, and, with no other preamble, shoved his thick, throbbing rod, going balls-deep.

“Leon!” I cried out, electric shocks of pleasure-filled pain ricocheting through my veins.

He fucked into me, hard and fast and ruthless. His hands gripped my thighs in a brutal hold as he used me to meet the demands of his lust.

“God, yes, yes, yes!” I shouted as he slammed his cock into me over and over, harder and faster with every stroke.

It was rough.

It was deep.

It was so incredibly fucking delicious…

The pressure on my neck added to the exquisite ecstasy building inside me.

I lifted my legs and wrapped my thighs around his hips, pulling him closer. His eyes peered into mine, hungry and dark and filled with the intense shadows of the passion flowing between us.

I put my hand on his fingers that were wrapped around my neck, lifting my chin and pressing on his fingers, silently begging him to squeeze harder.

“Goddammit, Cali!” he groaned.

His cock swelled inside me, and he fucked into me with an ever more vicious intensity. The feel of his body slamming into mine sent beautiful aching shockwaves through my clit, making my core spasm and clench .

“This is what you want? To be taken like a slut?” he demanded.

I couldn’t speak, but I nodded, begging him to accept my desires and needs and understand what I craved from him.

My orgasm exploded out of me, my pussy clamping down on his pistoning cock, flexing and squeezing. It was exhilarating and everything I wanted.

“Leon, yes. Like this. Just like this.” I threw my head back, loving every second of this.

“Why can’t you just let me cherish you?”

How could he not understand that was exactly what he was doing? I was in heaven right now.

A slow smile spread across my face as I realized that I’d achieved my goal. He was as turned on as I was. His cock was made for fucking me like this. I just needed him to get his head in the right space.

“Leon, you are cherishing me.” I squeezed my pussy tighter around his hardness. “You’re giving me exactly what I want. You are all I crave and need. All of you.”

I kissed him then, hard, full of passion, with the purest intention of my heart, my body, my love for him.

“You have all of me,” he murmured against my lips.

“Good. Now fuck me harder.”

“You asked for it.”

With what I could only describe as a growl, his rhythm changed, and he pounded into me even harder.

The sounds of him fucking me seemed to shake the very walls of the house.

Waves of thundering pleasure rolled through me once again, and I cried out his name as I shot over the edge of bliss, his cock thrusting wildly into me.

“Cali! Cali!” he shouted. His lips devoured mine, his mouth claiming mine as he exploded deep inside me.

This was passion.

This was life.

This was love…