His Property(28)

He took in a shuddering breath.

“Please,” I whispered. “Let me.” I ran my fingers over the scars, tracing them with the softest of touches. The lines were thin, but there were multiple lines, and they had obviously gone deep, you could tell. While my scars were more medical looking – the doctor had at least tried to be a little bit professional when he’d cut into me – Liam’s slashed across his abdomen like they’d been done in a fit of ferocity. I wondered what had made him want to do that to himself, what horrors had made him cut himself.

He let me touch his scars for a few more moments, which must have felt like an eternity to him, and then he reached for me, pulling me toward him viciously.

His breath was coming in short pants, and he flipped me over so that my back was to his chest. He leaned back in the water and tilted his pelvis up so that I could feel his hard cock pushed into the crack of my ass.

He pressed his mouth to my ear and nipped on my lobe, licking it before he pulled away, the pain and warmth he inflicted zapping right down to my pussy and setting it on fire.

“You’re mine,” he growled. His hand moved over my stomach, down to my pussy, his fingers probing the folds open. “This pussy is mine.”

I groaned as he pushed his middle finger inside of me.

“Yes,” I said, greedy for his touch. “Yes, my pussy is yours.”

“Your body is mine. I own you.”

“Yes, you own me.” He pushed another finger inside of me, stretching me around him. Even though I’d taken his thick dick, I was still very tight, and he fit snugly inside of me.

I gasped as he thumb began to make circles on my clit. His other hand traveled down to my other hip and he began to rock me up and down, his cock sliding up and down the crack of my ass.

“Yes,” I moaned. “Yes, Liam, please…” Precum coated my ass, making his cock slid up and down easily, lubricating me, and for the first time the thought of him in my ass didn’t make me terrified.

“Your cunt is so nice and snug,” he murmured into my ear, his tongue flicking against the lobe, hot and wet. “I bet you could take another finger in there while I take your ass, couldn’t you?”

I ground against him.

“Greedy little girl,” he murmured. “You want my cock in your ass, don’t you?”

“Yes,” I breathed. His chest heaved against my back, and he pulled me back against him tighter, so I could feel the thickness of his shaft probing against my backside.

He began to slide another finger inside of me and pain ripped through me.

“Does it hurt?” Liam asked as I whimpered. He’d stopped the movement he’d been making, stopped moving me up and down on his cock.

He’d also stopped the circles on my clit -- now he just had two fingers shoved inside of me, the third coming dangerous close to joining them.

“Yes,” I whispered.

“Good.” He shoved another finger inside of me, spreading me out on him and I gasped and tried to push back into his cock, wanting him inside of me, wanting him to fuck me with his hard dick, wanting him in that forbidden place.

But he’d decided to torture me and instead, he held my body still, preventing me from moving as he fucked me with his fingers.

He was denying me.

I could feel his cock behind me, could feel it pulsing with each thrust of his fingers, knew he wanted to be inside my ass just as much as I wanted him there. But he was punishing me.

Punishing me for talking to another man.

He fucked me with his fingers, though, over and over.

“Please,” I whispered. I tried to wriggle around on his fingers. It was painful and pleasurable all at once, but I knew if I could just get his cock inside of me, the pain would slip all the way to pleasure.

He had me so wired, so on the edge that I was out of my mind with want for him. I needed him inside of me, no matter where it was.

But he held me tight, not letting me move, the only movement his fingers sliding in and out of me.

“That’s it, baby,” he said. “Don’t fight it, just let it happen.”

I closed my eyes and listened to the sound of his fingers sliding in and out of me, the wetness of my pussy making a squelching sound and the water lapping around us gently.

He pushed me to the edge of orgasm and pulled me back again, teasing, fingering, fucking. When he finally let me come, he pushed his thumb roughly against my clit, and I was so sensitive that I immediately came, my body shuddering against his.

I opened my eyes, my legs feeling like jelly, my arms limp, my body spent.

He nipped at my ear again, and I luxuriated in the feel of his body behind me, his arms wrapping me to him.

I started to turn around, wanting to please him the way he had pleased me.