Chapter Twenty-Six — Oliver

Pain would bind us.

It wasn’t her fault. The rage that burned inside my gut had settled there long before I knew of her existence. Yet, in a twisted way, I wanted her to suffer, to feel the hurt as much as I did.

Love was for fairytales, chick flicks, and delusional people. After seeing how it fucked up my parent’s life and my own, I wanted no part of such a fallacy. All it brought was heartache and self-doubt. I could live without that shit in my life.

I never had illusions where Maya was concerned. She was nothing more than a pleasurable pastime, my dark obsession driven by desire and lust. These emotions I could handle.

Complications like trust and commitment and loyalty weren’t in my vocabulary—unless they described my innate desire for control. Although I wasn’t prepared to give them to anyone, in all things related to Maya, I expected—no, demanded—these elements from her.

I took from her, bled her dry, never getting enough, always demanding more. The more she gave, the more I wanted. Relentless in my pursuit of nirvana although I had no fucking idea what it looked like.

Pushing comfort zones, taking risks.

In-fucking-satiable.

Until I broke her.

Only then would I rest.

Why I had this fucked up need for her, I didn’t know—but fuck if I wasn’t going to stop analyzing it and follow through on it instead.

“On your knees, baby.” I commanded, “tonight I’m claiming your ass.”

We’d just had a shower together, and her lips were still swollen from sucking my cock under the streaming water. I’d wrapped a towel around her and carried her to the bedroom, carefully depositing her onto the cushions on the floor.

“Oliver, I . . . I’m not sure I can handle that,” she said hesitantly as her skin turned a shade of blush.

I raised an eyebrow. “Seems I’ll have to call on Bianca then. My cock needs ass tonight.”

She sucked in a breath. “You’re cruel,” she hissed. “Don’t you have a fucking heart?”

“Baby, either you give me your ass, or I find it elsewhere. Simple really.” She was testing me. Every fucking time I wanted something from her she resisted me. My patience was wearing thin. “And to answer your question: no. I was born without a heart. They're a hindrance. More lives have been lost through war and other horrors than through natural disasters because idiots tried to follow their fucking hearts.”

Maya narrowed her eyes and glared at me. “Yeah, I believe you. You’re a heartless monster. Incapable of feelings if they aren’t connected to your dick. How do you live with yourself, Oliver? How do you look into your own eyes in a mirror?”

I smirked. “Why the fuck would I want to do that? Look into my own eyes? That’s for pussies and new-age wimps.” I removed the towel from around her body, my gaze drinking in her nakedness and sizing up her perfect backside. “What’s it going to be?  Are you getting on your fucking knees and surrendering or am I calling Bianca and letting you watch how a real woman takes my prick up her back door?”

“Call Bianca. You can do to her what you want, I don’t care.” Her chin lifted in defiance.

Christ. My cock stiffened to a painful level. Little bee knew how to push my fucking buttons. It just made me want her more when she denied me.

Something in me snapped.

“No. I've had Bianca’s ass more times than I can recall. Tonight it's yours. I'm taking what I want, and you’re going to give it up willingly.”

“Make me,” she hissed. “You have no shame, no decency—just taking from me because you’ve blackmailed me into it.”

“Therein lies the pleasure, my dear. The harder you fight me, and the harder I have to work for it, the more I’m going to enjoy fucking your ass.”

Time for talk had ended. Grabbing a fist full of her hair, I pushed her forward so that she was forced to brace herself with her hands on the carpet to stop herself from face planting.

Opening the night stand drawer, I removed the new flogger I’d bought earlier and ran it through my fingers. I loved the smell of new leather as it drifted to my nostrils. Something about it made me horny as fuck. Leather mixed with cunt juice was even better.

Maya’s eyes widened as she took in the chocolate brown flogger. I loved watching her squirm. From beneath her lashes she stared up at me, her lips wet and slightly parted. Little slut was turned on in spite of her protests. Her nipples were hard as fucking stone and I could smell her arousal from here. She was dripping wet and I hadn’t even fucking touched her.

“Ass in the air,” I commanded, “legs wide open.” I wanted to see her dripping wet pussy; I wanted to let the aroma of it fill the whole fucking room. I wished I could bottle that shit—I’d never have to work again a day in my life.

The flogger connected to her flesh. Dark pink lines appeared on her smooth-as-silk skin. Fuck. I could come just looking at it.

She gritted her teeth, refusing to make a sound. Holy fuck if that didn’t make me wild. Other women would’ve moaned in pleasure and pain. Not my little bee. Withholding her sounds from me as punishment was driving me to the fucking edge. I wanted to hear her moan, hear her cry out. She denied me.

Lashing the flogger at her, I made sure it connected to her pussy lips as well, sending her a clear message not to fuck with me. Shuddering, she whimpered and closed her knees together, hiding her pussy from me.

“The more you resist, the more it's turning me the fuck on, Maya. Keep it up, baby, cause my cock is going to ride your ass so hard it's going to make your eyes water.”

Slowly her knees slid sideways, exposing her cunt again. It was so fucking swollen—juice ran down her legs—that I salivated for a taste of her on my tongue.

“Jesus, little bee, you’re fucking loving this. You’re so ready to be fucked—your pussy is dripping wet.”

Reveling in the fact that I would be the first man to enter her ass, I rolled a condom onto my erect cock with trembling hands. 

“Lean forward on the cushions, baby, arms behind your back,” I grunted, the veins on my cock showing through the transparent condom.

She hesitated, just as I expected. Gripping the back of her neck, I pushed her forward until her elbows were on the cushions and her ass was in my face. Leaning over, I grabbed both her arms and pulled them back, then fastened them with the leather belt I’d placed within reach.

“Oliver, please,” she begged.

Was she begging for my cock, or for me to let her go? Either way, I was beyond caring. The big brain was beyond thinking rationally. I rubbed my palms over her ass, feeling her soft skin and the welts from the flogger. I licked over the red, soothing the burning skin with my cool tongue until it glistened in the light.

With both hands, I spread her ass cheeks open. My heartbeat throbbed in my cock and my mouth went dry. Virgin ass was the best. I went in for the kill. I licked her pussy, sucking her juices with slurping sounds, flicking her clit with my tongue until she cried out.

“Oh God,” she moaned, “Oliver.” Her chest heaved and her breath came in short, sharp bursts as an orgasm hit her. Smiling against her skin, my tongue licked her hole, wetting her for my cock. She was ready. Finally. I could hardly contain my dick.

Slowly nudging into her, I felt her stiffen, so I pulled back slightly. I eased my cock in, sliding it in inch by inch, allowing her to adjust every time I went deeper. Moments later, she’d taken my whole cock up her ass without a problem. I was ready to fuck. Slowly at first, I controlled my movements with quaking breath until I felt her body relax.

There was no holding back. I fucked her ass, tight and warm and just fucking perfect, until I couldn’t hold my orgasm back any longer. I pulled out and ripped the condom off, fisted my cock and watched my cum spill over her ass cheeks and crack. Jesus fuck.

Satisfied that I’d made her submit, made her say my name as she came, I rolled her to her side and spooned into her back.

Her ass was mine. Slowly I was claiming every part off her. Slowly she was becoming my possession, whether she liked it or not. I ran my hands over her ample ass cheeks, loving the feel of their provocative plumpness under my skin.

Little bee was all I expected her to be—and more.

Fuck, this woman blew my mind. Even though she didn’t know it yet, she was my alter ego in so many ways it scared the shit out of me.