Page 12 of Ruthless Lord

“Enough what?” I ask him sweetly, trying not to smile. I feel so beautiful and strong. I love bringing this man to hysterics with my mouth. With my tits. With my eyes and my body.

“I need to fuck you,” he says, sounding feverish, and that’s the most erotic sentence I’ve ever heard in my entire life.

Need.

Not want, butneed, and I believe it.

He pulls me to my feet and crushes his mouth to mine. He tastes like my pussy, and I bet I taste like his cock. He lifts me in the air like I’m nothing and carries me across his house, to his stairs, and we’re heading up to his bedroom.

I don’t get to see much until I’m thrown into a big, comfortable bed. Wood frame, expensive nightstand. The sheets are soft and dark blue.

Then he’s between my legs. His powerful body pinning me down. My hands stretch above my head and he holds them there, exploring my skin with his mouth, eagerly and hungrily kissing and licking every inch of me, sucking my nipples roughly before I feel his cock press against my soaking entrance.

A few thoughts occur. None of them really matter. One massive hand wraps loosely around my throat and he stares into my eyes.

“Tell me to fuck you,” he says, squeezing ever so slightly.

“You really want to, don’t you?” I move my hips, wriggling against him. “You really, really want to fill me up?”

“God damn, you have a filthy mouth too, don’t you?”

“You’re making me feel a little wild.”

“Good. Because there’s nothing more I want in this world than your delicious, soaking wet little cunt stretched wide and fucked by me. I want to see your eyes roll back as you come. I want you to say my name as I take your pretty, tight little body and fuck you into submission. I want you sweating and whispering and sucking my dick. I want you licking all your pussy off me. I want you swallowing my cum and asking for more. That’s what I want from you, baby, since you so desperately want to know.”

Well, holy shit.

I dig my fingers into his back, my mouth hanging open.

“Fuck me now,” I whisper.

He obeys. And I bet he’s not the type of man who usually does.

His cock thrusts inside me, slipping in deep. I arch my back in shock. He’s so much bigger than I expected. It burns, but it also feels so good, the hurt and the pleasure mixing together in a heady, fucked-up bloom. Then he’s grinding into me, kissing me, teasing me, fucking me nice and slow.

“Get used to me,” he snarls in my ear. “I want you nice and used to my big dick.”

“You plan on doing this again?”

“I plan on using you all night, baby.”

Oh,shit.

He fucks me like a savage. I can barely think as he fills me, roughly pumping into my pussy, and I’m grinding into him, pleading for him to keep going. I’m right on the edge already, buzzing with energy and needy for more. His growls, snarls, and moans should be wrong, but they only make me feel beautiful.This man can’t control himself when he’s inside my pussy. He can barely hold back as he snarls and fills me, hips thudding into mine. Sweat rolls down his defined chest. I’m burning up with how badly I need this.

“Come for me, baby,” he begs, pleading, and god, I love that. “I need to see you come. I fucking need it.”

Need, need, need, that’s all I am, just one achingneedand he has to satisfy me. I push back against him, sitting up to bite his lip, pulling him down against me, grinding harder. “Fuck me, Stefano,” I moan, and he gives me what I want, hitting my rhythm, nailing my pace, driving me wild until there’s nothing left in me but a glowing ache that has to finally break.

And it shatters so fucking perfectly.

I moan his name as I come. The savage doesn’t hold back, filling me again and again, driving me absolutely insane. I’ve never orgasmed like this before in my life. I can barely breathe. Sex is supposed to be some beautiful act between man and woman, but there’s nothing holy about this.

It’s pure sin.

Just as I finish, he pulls out. The sudden absence is dizzying. But he’s on his knees, roughly dragging my mouth to his cock, and I don’t hesitate.

I greedily suck him, licking and moaning as the last of my orgasm flickers down my spine.