Page 103 of Theirs for the Holidays

“Say the whole thing,” I prompt. “Tell me.”

“This—this pussy belongs to you,” she pants, head falling forward. I can imagine the blush that will be staining her cheeks, and it just lights even more of a fire in me.

I spank her pussy lightly, giving her just enough of the flat of my palm that she cries out and grinds against it.

Every little sound she makes, every buck of her hips just drives me that much more crazy for her. I have no idea what to do with the feelings inside me, swirling around and amplifying the arousal, so I let them out on her, letting her feel exactly what she does to me.

I touch her roughly, grabbing her tits, spreading her ass, giving in to the urge to take her apart.

“You’re so fucking tempting,” I growl, leaning over her body to say it right in her ear. I grind my cock against her. “You feel what you do to me?”

She nods. “Feels good.”

“Yeah? You want this cock in you?”

Violet whimpers, her hips pressing back even more. “Please.”

“Good girl. That’s my favorite fucking sound, you know? You whimpering, all turned on and needy.”

I can feel her trembling under me, and I keep stroking between her legs, feeling her get wetter and wetter for me. “I remember that toy I saw you playing with in the shower,” I tell her. “Do you have other ones?”

Her face heats, and I can practically feel the burn. But she licks her lips and answers me. “I—I do, yeah.”

“Have you used them since the day I walked in on you?”

There’s a beat of hesitation, but then she nods.

For some reason, that makes me weirdly jealous. The thought of her getting herself off with a toy, when we’re right down the hall just doesn’t sit right with me.

I grab her hair, pulling her head back until she’s looking at me upside down.

“From now on, if you need something, you come to us,” I tell her. “We’ll take care of you. We’ll be the ones making you come. If you’re going to be screaming anything, it’ll be one of our names.”

Her eyes widen, and she opens her mouth, but all that comes out is a low moan.

“Understand?” I ask.

“Y-yes,” she murmurs back. “I’ll come to you.”

“Good girl.” I lean down and kiss her like this, making her arch her back even more.

Her ass presses against me, and I grind my cock into it. Violet chokes back a whine, humping back like it’s going to give her what she wants.

“Do you want something?” I ask her, grinding slower.

“Please,” she moans. “Rhett, I need you.”

“Need what from me?” I slap her ass hard. “Use your words, Tink.”

“I—I need…” She licks her lips, like she’s struggling to make the words come out. Her cheeks are flushed, and she’s dripping wet, her arousal smearing across her thighs.

“I’m not gonna give it to you until you beg me nicely,” I tell her. “So you may as well come out with it.”

There’s a choking sob and then she breaks enough to stop being so shy. “Please fuck me,” she pants. “Oh god, please. I need it so bad, Rhett.”

“You need this cock, baby?”

She nods vigorously. “Please, please, please. Please give it to me.”