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across a
crowded club, and every day since then it had only grown more
intense. There was nothing she could ever do to get him to leave.
Except utter that one word and mean it. Otherwise all bets were off.
    Her mouth pursed a moment before
she spoke. “Fuck me, Alex. Please.”
    For a moment he only stared as he
tried to catch his breath. His heart raced and his head buzzed with
the urge to fall on top of her and use her so damned hard neither of
them would recover for days.
    “ Jesus, Harper.” He
couldn’t get inside her fast enough.
    “ Please, Alex. Fuck me
now.”
    He growled. He might have to
change her name to vixen instead of kitten. He climbed between her
legs and came over her. “I hope you’re ready for this.”
    She grabbed his shoulders. “Yes,
please,” she continued to beg.
    He covered her mouth with his and
drank in her small pleas as his cock nudged at the heated entrance of
her wet cunt. He kissed her harder as he pushed inside. Every muscle
in his body went rigid at the tight clutch of her pussy muscles
sucking him in. Fuck. Fuck. Fuck.
    “ Ahhh. Alex.”
    If it felt half as good to her as
it did to him, he knew exactly how she felt. They’d gone a
while without and he swore she felt tighter than before. He grasped a
tiny shred of control and slowly pulsed forward, stretching her. As
they’d done out in the hallway, her little nails dug deep into
his skin. “Relax, kitten. Let me in.”
    “ Oh shit. Shit. Shit. Alex,
I’m going to come. It feels that good. Oh no I can’t stop
it…”
    He smiled into her neck. “Go
for it, kitten. As much as you can. Cover me in cream.”
    He felt the tension snap when her
body jerked and her muscles clamped along his shaft, pulling him
deeper. She started to scream and he lost it completely. He pulled
back and shoved forward, plowing his way deep inside. On another
scream, her body jerked and he did it again. Over and over he stroked
in and out of her. His body ignited from all the fiery sensations she
lit inside him. Thank God she’d gotten on the pill ages ago. If
he had to put on a condom and miss even an ounce of this pleasure
he’d die from the memory of her silken walls. Never had anyone
made him this insane.
    He pushed as deep as he could go
and wished there was more. He wanted to be so fucking connected to
her that she’d never again think about running away from him.
He stared down at her and drank in the soft, half-hooded, unfocused
look on her face. He could see her slipping into the zone that
brought her immense pleasure when he used her thoroughly. She’d
be ready to come again soon.
    Alex bent forward and sucked one
of her nipples into his mouth. He worried it with his teeth gently
first before he began biting down enough for her to feel the pinch of
pain.
    “ Oooohhhh,” she
moaned.
    He bit harder and she screamed
and clamped down on his cock. With the heat of a volcano wrapped
around him, her muscles convulsing against his flesh and the pure
look of pleasure on her face, he couldn’t hold back any longer.
Gritting his teeth, he shifted forward and plunged and rotated until
he’d engaged every erogenous zone he could find.
    “ Come again, Harper. You
can do it.” He reached between them and squeezed her clit
between two fingers while swirling the nub from side to side.
    “ Oh. Oh. Oh. My Gooooddddd.
Aleeexxx!”
    Hell fucking yes. That’s
what he wanted to hear. His cock jerked at the sweet sound of Harper
screaming his name and he lost the last shards of his control,
spurting his release inside her. He growled his satisfaction at once
again marking his submissive in the most primitive manner he could
imagine. She was his. HIS.
    As they struggled to come down,
he examined the marks he’d left on the outside of her body.
Love bites at her neck, red marks around her nipples that would last
a few days, and where his hands had held her arms and hips she’d
likely develop bruises. They’d had more than one conversation
in the past