“You’ve been really good to Heather, you know?”
He looked up. “She’s my sister.”
“Still, she doesn’t make it easy for you. I think it’s great how you support her. You’re amazing, Elijah, and I’m so happy to be part of your life,” she said.
He smiled. “Enough with all the heavy talk. Heather’s my sister, and I love her. She makes mistakes like we always do. Let’s get back to us.” He gave her a pointed look. “How do you want to spend your last day? We don’t have to leave until four.”
“I want to spend it with you,” she said.
“You know exactly what to say to make a guy feel wanted.” He took the cup from her nervous fingers and pulled her in tight against his body. “God, I love you.” His hands sank into her hair, and he held her close as he ravished her lips.
His tongue plundered inside her mouth, and she whimpered. Her nipples went hard, and her pussy was dripping wet.
“I want to fuck you over and over again. Then I want to spank your glorious ass and mark every part of you as mine.”
“You’ve already marked me.” She moved her hair out of the way for him to see his handiwork.
“It’s not nearly enough. All the men need to know who you belong to.” He tore the shirt she wore open.
“That was your shirt.”
“I hated it, and it was in my way. I don’t want anything to get in my way of your body, Amber.” He palmed one of her breasts and presented it to his lips. “Love your tits. I could suck them all day.”
Amber held onto his thick arms as he began to lick, suck, and bite down on her nipple. The sensation went straight to her clit making her pulse with arousal. He moved her so she was straddling his hard body.
“I need to be inside you,” he said. He held his cock as she slowly sank down onto his hard cock. “Wrap your legs around me.”
She did what he instructed. Elijah didn’t move. His attention went back to her breasts. There was no getting him to budge. She tugged on his ponytail, trying to gain his attention. Tightening her pussy around his thick shaft didn’t help either. Nothing got his attention. He would only fuck her when he was ready, and the attention he was giving to her breasts was driving her insane.
“Please, Elijah, I need you,” she said, whimpering.
“Not yet.”
He cupped her ass, and his grip was almost bruising. She loved the slight edge of pain, especially when he bit down onto her breast. The pain went straight to her pussy.
Amber couldn’t move. Elijah was the one in control, and he wasn’t giving her the chance to forget it either.
“I can’t think.”
“I don’t want you to think, baby. I want you to feel.”
He slapped her ass, pulling her focus away from her need. His cock was hard and pulsed between her thighs.
She cried out, whimpering.
“Does my little sub need to come?” he asked, pulling away from her breasts. She couldn’t believe she was jealous of a body part.
“Yes, please, Master, I’m begging you,” she said.
“And your begging is so sweet.”
He leaned back on the pillow looking up at her. His hand dove between her legs, and she felt his fingers on her clit. “Who owns this clit?” he asked.
“You do.”
“And who owns your tits?”
“You do.”
“Who owns you?” he asked.
“You do.”
“Good, now come for me.”
He stroked her clit, and she closed her eyes, giving herself over to the pleasure.
“No closing your eyes. You’re to look at me when you come.”
She opened her eyes and stared at him.
“I’m the one in control of you, baby. Look at me. I want those pretty eyes on me at all times.”
“Yes, Sir.”
“Now, come for me. Give me all your cream. I’ll fuck you when you’re dripping wet with it, and then I’ll know you want what I can give you.”
“Yes, Sir.” Two fingers stroked her clit. She was so wet that her own juice lubricated his fingers. Staring into his dark brown gaze, Amber felt truly owned and dominated by him. Elijah was the only man she wanted in her life. There was no one else.
With her gaze on him and his cock inside her pussy and his fingers caressing her clit, Amber exploded into orgasm. It was the most intense yet sweet release she’d ever experienced.
****
Elijah gritted his teeth fighting with his control. Her tight cunt was gripping him like a vise, and he struggled to gain control. He was the one in charge, but Amber’s sweet responses were threatening to tear him apart.
There was no chance in hell that he was letting her go. Amber was his woman, and he intended to do the right thing by her. He was going to claim her and own her the way a man should own his woman … with a ring on her finger.