Bend Me, Daddy

In the blink of an eye, he had one knee on the bed and his hand around my throat, the other beside my head. His cock hung thick and heavy on my bare thigh. I glared up at him as I tried to suck in air, unable to answer him even if I wanted to. Instead of feeding into his jealousy, I reached for his cock, wrapping my hand around it much in the same way he held my throat. I tightened my fingers around the base, feeling his answering squeeze as he temporarily cut off my airway. Holding his eyes with mine, I ran my hand up and down his length, feeling him swell inside of my fist. With my free hand, I reached up and touched his face with the tips of my fingers. "Fuck me," I mouthed.

He stared at me long and hard, and I could see him warring with himself. He wanted me with a desperation I never could have imagined. But he also needed to reassure himself that I belonged to him. And only him. With a growl, he shifted his grip on my throat to the back and pulled my mouth up to his. His lips crashed into mine and I felt my teeth cut the inside of my lips. Tasted the salty copper of my blood.

Enzo moaned, running his tongue along the wounds until I opened and allowed him full access to my mouth. As he kissed me, I pumped him faster, working him up until we were both out of breath and the bed trembled beneath me from his efforts to hold his weight off of me.

Releasing him, I grabbed his sides and bent my legs and lifted my hips until I could rub the length of him against my slick core. But it wasn't enough, and a whimper of need escaped me before I could stop it. I shoved at his shoulders, but it was like trying to move a mountain. Still, I persisted.

Enzo broke off our kiss. "If you're trying to tell me no now, it's way too fucking late for that, baby."

"Shut up and roll over," I told him, shoving at his shoulders again. For a moment, I didn't think he would, but then he lowered himself down beside me and rolled onto his back, his legs hanging over the side of the bed.

The thought of escaping was long gone. All I could think about was his mouth on my breasts as his thick cock stretched me wide. But I couldn't do this unless it was my way. My choice. He had to give me this much, at least. I climbed over him, and his hand went immediately to my hips to position me over his cock.

However, that's not what I wanted. Not yet.

Leaning forward onto my hands, I dangled my breast over his mouth. He took it eagerly between his teeth, biting my nipple and then soothing the bite with his warm tongue as both hands came up to cup my breasts. He flicked my hardened nipple, then sucked it into his mouth before switching to the other side.

My eyes closed and my breath came out in gasps as liquid fire shot through my veins straight down to my pussy. I squeezed my thighs together, desperate to ease the ache between them, but my knees were on either side of his body and I couldn't get the friction I wanted.

But he knew what I needed.

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Sliding his hands down my sides, he gripped me tight and lifted me until my pussy was over his mouth. I tried to sit down, but he held me there, hovering above him, as he kissed my inner thighs. First one, then the other.

"Enzo, please," I begged him, even as anger flooded through me. This wasn't the way it was supposed to be. But even with me on top, the balance of power had flipped, and he was once again in control. I fought his hold, trying to lower myself. onto his mouth, but he held me there effortlessly until I was soaking wet and nearly sobbing with need.

Then, and only then, did he give me what I wanted. Still holding me above him, he ran his nose between my lips and inhaled deeply, releasing his breath with a growl that told me more than words how much he wanted me. It made me fucking crazy.

He flicked his tongue over my clit, and I jerked and cried out as shots of pleasure burst within me. I bent forward, sinking my fingers into the spikes of his hair and trying to lift his head. He laughed, a dark sound, then lowered me over his mouth, running his tongue back to front before finding my aching clit. He sucked the swollen nub into his mouth, twirling his tongue around it once, twice, before he wrapped his arms around my thighs to hold me in place and settled in. My hands on my breasts, I ground against his mouth as much as I could, urging him on without shame. Because he never allowed me to have any. Incoherent words spilled from my mouth, begging him not to stop as waves of sharp pleasure rolled through me, building ever higher until they crested, my entire body stiffening at the mixture of pain and pleasure that held it until it released me, pulsing through my body so hard my muscles jerked and I collapsed over his head, unable to hold myself upright.

Still holding me to his mouth, Enzo flipped us both over until I was on my back. Rising over me, he pulled me to the edge of the bed and lined up the head of his cock with my pussy. He surged into me, burying himself in my body. My muscles tightened around him, and if I wasn't as slick as I was, his invasion would've been painful. He rode out the rest of my orgasm, pumping fast and hard until I lost my breath and pleasure rushed through me again.

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My eyes flew open at his command, and I cried out when the desperation of his gaze crashed into mine. Without looking away, Enzo came down over me, resting his elbows on either side of my head as he possessed my body like he was terrified I would disappear from beneath him.

But it wasn't only fear. It was something else. Something crazy and raw and intimate. Something eternal. I saw it all in his dark eyes. His possession of me. And I wrapped my arms and legs around him and pulled him to me.

I wasn't his possession.

He was mine.