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Present:

“Luka! Set me free!” I whine, tugging on my restraints again as I feel his fingers slide inside of me. I’m close to coming, but I don’t want to let go yet. I need him inside of me. I should worry that once again we find ourselves inside his squad car, but I don’t. I’ve lost the ability to reason. I just want Luka, more of Luka… Always Luka.

“Not on your life, honey,” he whispers, his hot breath grazing my tender skin. I’m so wet, I feel my juices sliding around the lips of my pussy and coating my thighs. “I like having you at my mercy, Lo’.”

I feel his fingers push back inside of me. I actually hear them slide into my wet depths. His thumb glides against my throbbing clit, and I can feel him curl his fingers. I thrust up in the air, clenching my muscles around his hand and trying to ride him. The heels of my feet dig into his back.

“Luka,” I cry as I feel his tongue lick my clit, stroking it and then pushing against it right before he sucks it into his mouth. The entire time he does that, his fingers continue fucking me harder and faster. I feel a cool sweat break out across my skin as I fight my orgasm, not willing to give in.

“I love the way you taste, Lo’. So fucking sweet,” he growls.

“Luka, please! I need you inside of me,” I whimper, all thoughts of getting free gone. I just need to feel his cock…

“But I don’t want to stop eating out this sweet little snatch,” he growls, capturing my clit between his teeth and pulling at the exact moment his fingers push back inside of me and curl against my walls.

“Luka,” I whimper, his name breaking off into a moan.

“Come all over my face, Lo’, and maybe then I’ll give you my dick,” he demands, flattening his tongue out to lick me. I feel his tongue move across my pussy, and I still try to fight it.

“I don’t want to come until you’re… in me,” I breathe, trying to resist.

“I’m in charge, Lo’, not you. You’re going to come for me, or I won’t give you my dick.”

“Please, Luka.”

“I’ll come outside your pussy, jack off all over your tits, and paint them in my cum.”

“Luka,” I nearly cry at this point, feeling so empty I can’t stand it. “Please, honey. Please,” I whisper, my head going back, my body thrusting wilding towards him. I pull on my hands, trying to break free so I can hold onto him and take what I want. I’m completely helpless—completely at his mercy. “I need you. I need you so much.”

“Fuck Lo’. I should make you wait, but I can’t. I need you just as much, honey,” he whispers. I cry out in desperation as he moves away from me. I don’t have long to wait until he’s back and I can feel the tip of his cock push against my opening.

“Lo’, look at me.” I pull my head up, forcing my eyes to open as I do as he commands. “I want to see your eyes when I slide inside of you, honey.” My heart feels as if a hand is squeezing it. “You’re mine, Lo’.”

“I’m yours.” I’ve always belonged to him since the moment I first met him. He slams inside of me once he gets my words. His cock tears through me hard and fast—and beautiful. He doesn’t stop until he’s sunk all the way inside of me. I can’t catch my breath at the fierce invasion.

“Goddamn, Lo’. Every time… Every. Fucking. Time,” he breathes. “Every time it feels like coming home when I’m inside of you. It feels like finding a piece I’ve been missing my whole life,” he growls, pulling out only to slam back inside. “How the fuck do you do that, woman? How do you make me feel like I’ve been half dead and you’re the only one who can make me live again?” he cries, and he fucks me hard the entire time—sliding out only to tunnel back inside of me harder, fiercer, and with a touch of desperation that feeds my soul.

“I love you, Luka,” I cry. “I love you.”

I don’t know if he hears me say the words. I think he might be too far gone to understand them. He’s growling over me, and I watch him as he fucks me. He looks like a man possessed, almost as if he’s in pain. He’s finding his pleasure and claiming my body violently and in a way I know I’ll never forget.

“I love you,” I whisper just as my orgasm shatters and I come all over his cock. He rides me faster and faster, and I feel the exact moment he falls over the edge with me. His hot cum bathes my insides, flooding through me with the force of a hurricane. “I love you,” I whisper again just as he lets out a loud roar of victory.

Which is fitting, because in that moment, I am his, and he looks every inch the conqueror.