Page 92 of Trapped With You

Cade tsked, pulling out all the way. “Told you he’s not the one putting in the work.” Squeezing my throat until I couldn’t breathe, he snarled, “Say my fucking name, Ella.”

“Cade.” My teeth coasted over his Adam’s apple to take a bite. “Take me. Fuck me. Own me.”

He started pounding into my body like I was his personal fuckdoll while I whimpered in pleasure and pain, clawing at his shoulders for purchase.

My cries, my pleas, and my submission fueled him.

Everything was for my dark prince’s dirty enjoyment.

The way he shoved aside my bralette to lick my nipples and tug on the hardened tips. The way he grasped my ass and bounced me onto his cock with a bruising quality that would leave my pussy so deliciously used and sore. The way he kissed my mouth like a famished god devouring his sacrifice.

I relished his cruel treatment with wondrous abandonment.

There was something utterly erotic in watching the obscene sight of his glistening cock thrusting in and out of my pussy with our foreheads pressed together and breaths mingling. The air was suffused with the smell of our desires and the sound of our sexes slapping against one another as we ascended intocrescendo.

“Fuck, I love watching this little cunt stretch so wide around my cock.”Thrust. Thrust. Thrust.“It hurts in the best way, doesn’t it,mo chuisle?”

I barely nodded, squealing when he threw one leg over his shoulder and jackhammered deep, the angle causing him to rub against my clit and G-spot simultaneously.

“And you take it so well.”Thrust. “Every inch.”Thrust. “Like your pussy was designed just for me.”

Tears leaked out of my eyes. It was too much. It was not enough. My heart raced and my mind spun with the onslaught of feelings he invoked. “Harder, Cade. Fuck me till I can’t breathe.”

He licked the tears on my cheeks with a hum. “Look at you.” His voice purred at my ear, soft and soothing, yet whispering the filthiest things. “You may have everybody fooled with your good girl act, but I know the truth. You’re a bad girl, baby. One who comes alive when being fucked like a dirty slut.Mydirty slut.”

I moaned brokenly, taunting him. “A-Am I?”

“No one else’s butmine, Ella. Don’t you dare forget it.” He kissed me with possessive fury while fucking me like he wanted to ruin me forever. I was already falling apart at the seams. “Or I’ll fucking collar you, chain you, and paint your body with my cum until you get it through your thick skull that you belong to me.”

His dominant threats coated my insides like warm honey. “Promise?”

“I never break one, pretty girl.”

The next dozen thrusts had my eyes rolling back into my head. My nails scratched his back and drew blood. Cade fucked me harder in retaliation, grunting like a beast. He adored a dose of pain with his pleasure too.

Adrenaline and ecstasy swirled in the space between our colliding bodies.

I didn’t care that we were loud and out in public, where anyone could walk by and see us. Cade would simply shoot them like a true mob prince and continue screwing me.

I was begging for more, wishing he’d continue to take from me until I was depleted and resting in his arms like a puppet with its strings cut, my light fully consumed by his enticing darkness.

“Goddamn, you’re so gone for me, pretty girl.” Cade slapped my tits and twisted my nipples, without easing his merciless pace. “Your pussy’s strangling my cock like it never wants to let me go. Like you’ll die without my touch.”

The sick voice in my mind chanted that I would die without him.

Unable to vocalize it, my hips met his every vicious thrust and I goaded instead, “Y-You’re imagining it.”

“Oh.”Thrust. “Am I?”

“Y-Yeah.”

“You’ve officially lost the privilege of coming until I say so,” he rasped. “Since you know, I’m ‘imagining it.’”

He was going to kill me. Or edge me all night long. Both horrible options. “You’re being an asshole.”

“And yet your pussy is making a sloppy mess all over my cock, baby.” He slowed down, but his upstrokes remained deep and punishing, hitting every spot that turned me into a passion-fueled madwoman. “If you don’t lose that spoiled attitude, I’m going to bend you over my ride and spank your ass until it’s red. I won’t stop even if your voice is raw from yelling my name.”

“I fucking dare you.”