I could see the torment swirling around his eyes the moment I curled my hand around his thick girth .

Kelly’s abs flexed, his entire body hard for me. The planes and valleys deepened, along with the lines of his face. I hated seeing him like this—fragile, broken, and soft .

Somehow, I thought it was my fault for him breaking down. And if I was the reason for it, then it was my job to make him forget, my duty to encourage him to be the man I knew he could be. But I also couldn’t deny how sweet it was of him to open up and make himself more vulnerable than I thought was possible .

My wrist pumped his iron rod from root to tip, traveling the entire length of him in long, firm strokes .

Kelly was strong. He was a man who commanded rooms, dominated women with his looks, his charm, and most of all, his sex appeal. He could be fixed. I could heal him. And though he refused to tell me more about his dead wife, I couldn’t help but feel that I was closer to knowing the truth than any woman who’d come before me .

“Kelly, take me,” I purred .

His hips thrust as he reached behind my head and took my hair between his fingers .

“Use my body to forget. You deserve the pleasure.” My palm circled over his purple helmet, getting him to twitch .

Rolling his testicles inside my fingers, I slowly turned and faced the wall without letting go of his phallus. With one hand firmly planted on the wall, I arched my back and guided the tip of his cock to my entrance .

The shower streamed over our bodies, lubricating our skin. Steam filled the air and cleared our lungs. I could hear Kelly breathing behind me, taking his time as if deciding how best to properly lose himself inside me .

Glancing over my shoulder, I watched him lift one foot, then the other, widening his stance. Taking himself at the root, he pushed my hand away and slid his cockhead between my folds .

My stomach fluttered in anticipation as my pussy throbbed .

Up and down he teased me, his free hand massaging the curve of my ass .

Reaching between my legs, I let my fingers graze over my tender clit. Closing my eyes, I clamped my bottom lip between my teeth and began working myself to new heights .

Then, without warning, Kelly lunged deep inside me .

My mouth rounded as I gasped .

My brows pinched at the sudden sharp pain .

And I cried out, quickly adjusting to his sheer size .

Kelly moved inside me with slow precision, stretching my velvety walls with each stroke, hitting new angles that curled my toes .

He drove deep, tapping at my cervix, before pulling nearly all the way out, hitting my lips with shallow explosive bursts .

“Shit, Kelly. That’s it. Use me, baby .”

The palm of his hand came down on my ass, hard. My voice echoed off the wall in front of me as the sting of his slap sent waves of shock through my entire body. I was hot and in need of more .

Jabbing me deep, he let his hand come down hard on the other side of my ass. It flamed hot, and just when the first side had time to cool, he hit it again .

Then again .

And again, before reaching around and palming one of my dangling tits .

I growled and slammed back against him—my pussy tightening around his hot shaft. With my insides set ablaze, he fucked me harder. With each thrust he grunted, flexing his muscles with the agony building inside him .

My chest heaved through labored breaths as I felt my legs begin to weaken. His assault was taking its toll and I screamed out, feeling the threat of my orgasm beginning to boil over. “Harder. Fuck me harder,” I begged .

Kelly’s fingers pinched my nipple as he ravaged me with thunderous penetration .

I clawed at the wall, hoping to find my grip—anything to hold onto to keep me from falling. And as my nails scraped against the tile, intense heat spread throughout my body. The second my toes curled and my knees gave, I spilled over. “Oh, fuck,” I cried past rounded lips .

My breath caught in my throat and I quivered against him, trembling through my release .

Kelly’s rocking hips slowed but he never stopped. His cock was granite, and when he felt my quivering legs betray me, he caught me by the waist before I fell, pulling me up against his chest .

My heart pounded against my ribs and soon the stars flashing behind my lids disappeared as quickly as they’d come. Sex with Kelly was intense, magical, and I wanted more. I never wanted it to end .

Holding me in his arms, he kissed the soft spot behind my ear with his sensual lips .

Letting my tongue circle my own lips, my mouth was desert dry from panting through his sweet torture .

Still inside me, he whispered next to my ear, “Anyone ever tell you you’re easy ?”

My lips curled at the corners as I reached up and hooked my hands on his muscular forearms, beginning to giggle. He was right. That was entirely too easy. I came like I’d been deprived of orgasms my entire life. But I needed it, perhaps more than he did. And, besides, it was up to me to remember his demands, the most important one being to willfully give myself over to him a minimum of three times per week .

“Or is it that you’re just that good?” I teased .

The moment I twisted my head around, he crashed his mouth over mine. Our tongues tangled and he tasted amazing. It was a beautiful combination of manliness and sex. A taste of strength and honor and something all our own .

Pulling away, his lips brushed against mine. “I know I’m good, but that was far too easy .”

He kissed me again and I felt his dick throb inside me. “Perhaps you’re right. Maybe we should try again ?”

His deep baritone chuckled, vibrating down my spine .

“Prove to me that it was you that undid me, baby .”

Kelly nuzzled his mouth against my neck before reaching around and turning off the shower. Stepping outside, he reached for a towel and draped it over my shoulders. Taking my hand, he pulled me into the bathroom, slapping my ass .

My heels left the ground as I laughed, glancing back to him with hooded lids .

He stood there with a deep dimpled grin that had my nipples hardening. His dark skin was glittered with pellets of water and he looked sexy as hell. Taking his arousal in his hand, he stroked himself, keeping himself rock solid, ready to pummel me at a moment’s notice. “I’m going to get you to come so fast you’ll be seeing stars .”

My clit was erect and I couldn’t wait to have him come through with his threat. I wanted to be knocked off my axis, needed him to make me walk funny for the rest of the day. He could do it better than anybody I’d had before. He could do it to me good .

Calling him in with my finger, he strode over to me, scooping me up inside his burly arms. Hanging off his neck, I couldn’t stop kissing him .

Kelly carried me to the edge of his bed, then tossed me to the middle. I flew through the air, laughing. The moment I landed, he clamped both his hands around my ankles and yanked me to the edge. Standing over me like the king he was—with broad shoulders, armored muscles, and a thick purple cockhead crown staring me down—he said, “Bella , who do you belong to ?”

My breath hitched as I leaned back on my hands. His eyes were dark and dangerous and had me panting like a dog in heat. “You. I belong to you .”

Taking his cock at the root, he pointed it to me. “Take it. Show your master that you’re worthy of staying in my house .”

Leaning forward, I licked my lips and took his hotness between my fingers. Guiding it to my mouth, my lips parted the moment before I circled my tongue over his crown .

His dark eyes were intense as he watched me carefully, studying each move to make sure that it was done right. There was no room for mistakes now. Kelly was reestablishing his dominance and it had me on fire .

“Take me deeper,” he said .

His satin flesh slid over my curled tongue as I unhinged my jaw. Inch by inch I opened wider until the pain in my jaw forced my eyes shut .

“Deeper, Bella, ” he demanded in his husky voice. “Take all of me .”

Fighting back the urge to gag, my eyes watered as I hollowed my cheeks and sucked him further down my throat .

“That’s it. Good girl.” His eyes crinkled with satisfaction. “Now hold it .”

His hand cupped the back of my skull, nudging me further into place. His rod steeled as the pulse of his vein ticked against my tongue. I counted off the seconds from when I’d inhaled my last breath. My lungs burned with the need for air. But Kelly refused to let go. My eyes fluttered open, and when I glanced up he was still glaring down at me, watching me struggle to keep still .

“Can you feel that?” He angled his head to the side. “Feel how hard I am for you?” His hand pushed my head deeper over him and tears pooled in the corners of my eyes. “What you feel is the strength, the courage, and the guts I have to survive. No matter what anybody says to you, I’m the one who will prevail. They don’t have what I have. No one does. And remember,” he paused as I lifted my hand to his abs, trying to push him off of me, “I’m always in control .”

Black spots flashed across my vision and the moment I thought I was going to pass out he finally released my head, letting me go .

Gasping for air, I fell back onto the bed. Staring up at the ceiling, I blinked the life back into my body and wiped away the tears as I felt the bed crumble under Kelly’s weight. He moved next to me on all fours before collapsing by my side. Lying on his back, he said, “Now sit on my face .”

Rolling my neck, I glanced at him to make sure I knew what it was he was asking me to do. With my hand over my heart, I felt it flutter inside my chest. There was a knowing look on his face and I knew he was serious. Pushing myself up on my hands, I flipped one leg over him and straddled his waist .

Kelly’s seductive eyes raked over me before he took each of my breasts inside his hands. While he kneaded the soft flesh, I shimmied up his body one agonizing inch at a time. He pinched my nipples hard enough to get me to wince, but it only made me wetter. And soon I felt my sex graze over his chin stubble. Kelly dug his fingers into the soft flesh of my ass, positioning my cleft over his mouth .

Threading my hand through my hair I mewed at the electric feelings shocking my system alive with the way Kelly fucked me with his tongue. He was a master and had mad skill. The way he circled my clit, sliced my folds, and lapped at my insides soon had me writhing on his face, forgetting where I was and what he’d just done to me .

I hated him for what he was doing to me. There was nothing I could do to stop it. He was in control. No matter how much I wanted to sometimes deny it, he had me wrapped around his finger and I would do anything for him .

The feeling of orgasm was boiling up inside me and soon he would have me exploding into his mouth, proving once again just how easy I was .

I rocked my hips harder over his face and he shoved his tongue deeper into my sex. And finally, when the fire spread, I gave up my attempt to hold back. It was impossible. Kelly wouldn’t give up until he won. That was just the kind of man he was .

Falling forward, I gripped the headboard and grinded my hips against his lips. I grunted and whimpered, clenching my teeth to make sure this was better than the last. A second later, my brows pinched and I held my breath before everything gave. Screaming into the ceiling, my body convulsed over Kelly .

He laughed between my legs, continuing to lick up my juices .

And when the sensation got to be too much, I rolled off of him and collapsed to the bed, breathless .

Turning his head, he had a wide proud grin reaching to his ears .

“I know,” I murmured, still winded .

“You know what?” He smiled .

Covering my face with my hand I shook my head, ashamed to admit it. “You were right .”

“Right about what?” His words were filled with amusement and a part of me resented how much he was enjoying tormenting me .

“I’m easy.” I buried my reddened face inside my hands .

Propping himself up on his elbow, he circled the dark pigment around my pebbled nipple with his finger. “That you are, but now you’ve given me something to work with you on .”

Snapping my head to him, my brows raised .

He leaned over and pressed his thick lips against mine where I could still taste myself. Then he dropped his feet to the floor and moved to his closet. I watched him slide the doors open, wondering what was next on our list. Kelly still hadn’t come himself, and I couldn’t believe his ability to refrain from pleasure when we were basking in it .

“I know I can do better, Kelly. Just tell me what you want, and I can do it.” My voice was that of a pathetic little girl begging her daddy to tell her what to do .

When he turned around, he had something hiding in his hand. But before he crawled back in bed, he bent down and pulled out the wedged sex pillow I was familiar with. And without needing an explanation, I took the pillow from him and situated it near the center of the bed. Falling back, I positioned myself on it for him to finish me off .

Licking the pads of his fingers, he slapped my battered pussy .

My body purred with pleasure. I wanted more. Needed him to join me in orgasmic bliss .

“This time,” he said, crawling onto the bed, “you’re not allowed to come .”

My breath hitched .

But he was right. I had two up on him. This time, it was his turn .

Kelly was on his knees when he took his eyes off of me. I watched him open his hand and work a cock ring around the base of his shaft. “Do you think you can do that ?”

Nodding, I stared at the metal ring tightly clamped around his sex nearly cutting off the blood flow to his cock. “I’ll do my best .”

“Good.” He grinned before lifting up a clamp and pinching it like a crab claw. “Remember, pain is half the pleasure .”

My tongue darted over my lip as I swallowed down the nerves jittering in my chest .

I knew what was coming. Those clamps were meant for me. They looked like pinchers and I had a feeling I knew where he was going to put them. But what were the chains attached to them for ?

Kelly got closer and time slowed to a crawl .

The room spun as I watched him lean forward, taking my breast between his fingers. He gave it a couple of firm squeezes before attaching one clamp. A stinging pain sent my perception of time racing forward and when he closed the clamp over my second nipple, all my thoughts focused on breathing through the intensity .

Kelly scooted back, gently pulling on the chains attached to each clamp. Then he hooked it to his cock ring and positioned himself between my legs. Working himself inside me, he began rocking his hips .

My lips rounded as I breathed through the sharp, stinging pain .

With each penetrating thrust, the clamps tightened, tugging on my nipples, following the rhythm of his cock. I was on fire, every sense on high alert, and I was visibly sweating by the time Kelly said, “Remember. You’re not allowed to come .”

But I was already there with the new heights I was about to experience .