Owned by Him(2)

When Ashley had given her virginity up to the captain of the football team, the loser made her life a misery. Amber had witnessed it, and Ashley was a hard person inside and out. No one was breaking through that shell she kept over her heart.

It was now or never. She couldn’t stop, as otherwise she’d regret her decision.

Leaning forward, she pushed his jeans down, exposing his long length of cock.

She stared at the length of him, amazed at how long and thick he was. He’d fit. Man and woman were supposed to fit in these situations.

“I need you, Amber. Tell me you need me.”

None of his words were making sense. The couple of beers she’d drunk were going to her head. She should be more like Connie and not drink at all. Had this been a long time in coming?

His lips were back on hers before she got chance to say anything. Elijah’s tongue and hands were everywhere, making it impossible for her to think clearly. He pushed the hair off her face, exposing her to more of his kisses. In no time at all, her skirt was pulled off along with her panties. She cried out as he pressed a palm against her naked pussy.

“So fucking wet and perfect. I can’t get you out of my head.”

He dropped to the bed, settling between her thighs. She couldn’t speak, and she didn’t want to. This moment was purely for her. He wouldn’t say anything to anyone, and she could hold this tightly within her heart for the rest of her life without any fear.

Elijah tore at her blouse, sending buttons in either direction. She giggled and then groaned as he started to suck on one and then the other nipple he’d exposed.

“You’re better than I imagined.”

She felt him caress her pussy, sliding his fingers along her slit, drawing out her pleasure. Amber bit down on her lip to stop herself from crying out. She was so turned on.

“I can’t wait. I need to have you now,” he said. And she was more than happy to give it to him.

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Elijah knew he was going straight to hell. He never should be thinking about his sister’s best friend. Heather had three best friends, and the only one he thought about was Amber Phelps. He couldn’t get her out of his mind. At night he found himself dreaming about her. Even when he lived back home and he used to watch his sister, Amber always caught his eye. He was a sick bastard as he was a good ten years older than she was. His feelings hadn’t started going to the obsessive until she’d turned seventeen. He still shouldn’t have been looking at her.

Now, they were both at consensual age, and he could do what he wanted. There was no way she was a virgin. She was too damn sexy to be a virgin. His full-figured, red-headed woman was just … perfect. No other words could describe her.

The feel of her silken pussy was too much. He grabbed a condom from the back pocket of his jeans, which were pooled around his ankles. Quickly sheathing his cock with the latex, he gripped her hip and seated himself inside her warm, tight pussy.

She screamed, and he didn’t want to know the truth of why she was in pain. Staring into her eyes, Elijah realized the truth and his fucking mistake. Amber was a virgin, and he was her first man.

Closing his eyes he tried to be angry, but all he felt was relief. He made a promise to himself in that moment. Amber would never know the touch of another man. Elijah would make sure no man would ever want to come near her. He would own every inch of her.

She was in his arms, in his bed with his cock deep inside her body, and he was making a claim on her. There was no way she was getting away from him a second time.

Pulling out of her tight heat, Elijah plunged back inside. Slipping a hand between them, he started to finger her swollen clit. He wanted to hear her scream his name in pleasure.

Tears glistened in her eyes, and he leaned down, kissing her lips.

“I’m sorry,” he said, meaning it.

A gentleman would have stopped. A gentleman wouldn’t have continued. He was not a gentleman. He was a Dom, and even he knew he couldn’t use that as an excuse for his actions. There was no excuse.

Stroking her clit, he brought her to orgasm, watching the pleasure cross her face as he took her. He started out slow, caressing her clit and sucking on her breasts.

She was so damn perfect. He couldn’t imagine not having her. She was truly perfect to him.

Sliding in and out of her warm heat drove his obsession deeper down. There was no way one quick fuck was ever going to get him over her. Amber was in his mind, in his blood, and she’d stay there for the rest of his life.

He drove into her harder, feeling the first stirrings of orgasm start to build.

“Come for me, baby,” he said, flicking her clit.

Amber followed his directions like a perfect submissive.