Submission Specialist(Still a Bad Boy #2)(93)

“Mmmmm,” I moaned.

Jace lowered himself on top of me, curling one arm behind my neck and holding on to my shoulder, pulling me against him, and squeezing one ass cheek hard with the other. I cried out in a combination of pleasure and pain, and was cut off as the big-dicked millionaire kissed me and took my breath away, while forcing the rest of his length inside.

Those heavy balls I’d just given such a thorough tongue bath to came to rest on my ass, and I moaned into his kiss. I was full, filled in the way only Jace had ever filled me. So. Much. Dick.

Holding tight, the man who had deflowered me only a few days ago rocked his hips back until his swollen head caressed my opening again, and then slammed his cock home so hard that my entire body shook. Our lips parted and Jace wasted no time building up to breakneck pace, fucking me like the end of the world was approaching and making my squeals and whimpers waver with the force of impact.

I ran my hands over his body, feeling like I was completely surrounded by hard-thrusting muscle. Every chiseled bump and curve of his body was like sexual rocket fuel for me, as that incredible cock of his drove me from the bright flame of pain, to a dull-but-building orgasmic fire.

Jace released his grip on my shoulder and reached down under my knees with both hands, pulling them up until they were draped over his shoulders. This position allowed him to thrust inside me even deeper and, when he laced his fingers behind my neck to hold me in place, I could feel the very tip of his cock just barely brushing my cervix on his hardest thrusts.

The tattooed millionaire’s arms were like steel poles. It was like being clamped in some kind of sexual torture device that I was enjoying all too much. With this grip, this leverage, Jace fucked me so hard that I had no choice but to scream his name just like he said I would.

Every impact nearly took my breath away, and my breasts wobbled crazily despite how small and perky they were. I almost needed a sports bra, but I couldn’t hold on to them. I curled my arms around his hand and held on for dear life as Jace impaled me over and over again, stoking that fire in my belly.

My breath began to hitch again, and I thought I couldn’t be more than a few thrusts away from my second blinding orgasm of the night, when Jace released me and rose up on his knees. I stretched out, surprised at how stiff my back felt, but he didn’t give me any time to work out the kinks.

He pushed my legs to his left, then flipped me into a doggy-style position, never taking his magnificent cock out of my eager sex. Pausing for a moment, he regathered my hair into another ponytail and pulled me back against his cock.

Smack!

I yelped in surprise and then shivered in pleasure as he slapped my ass, hard enough that I was sure I’d have a big red hand print there in a few seconds. My legs quivered in anticipation. Would he start fucking me hard, or spank me again? I was amazed to discover that either would have been completely fine by me.

Smack!

“Ow! Oh… mmm!”

I didn’t have the words to describe how good that sting felt, that control he had via the grip on my hair, how good that fullness felt. All I knew was that I was his and he could do anything he wanted to me.

“You like that, Kendall? You like being my little fucktoy?”

“Yes! Yes! Yes!” I panted.

“What do you want?”

Smack!

“Ow! Please… fuck me!”

“Fuckin’ right!”

Jace gripped my hair tight enough that the back of my head stung almost as much as my ass cheek and pounded into me so hard that each thrust and impact was a blur. With that hold on my hair and one hand on the small of my back, he kept me in the perfect position to rail me at full power until I felt new tears of pleasure watering my eyes.

That second climax that had been hovering around the edges since shortly after the first was perilously close now. I closed my eyes and grit my teeth.

Smack!

That was all it took to push me over the edge. Pleasure beyond reckoning shook my body, and my tight pussy muscles clamped down on Jace’s cock. I thought I was screaming his name, but in reality I could have been screaming in tongues for all I knew.

As I floated on my tidal wave of ecstasy, I felt the first spurt of Jace’s hot cum inside me and that wonderful warmth spreading out. It was like his essence, his strength, was becoming part of me. I felt powerful, strong, fearless, as if I would feel like this forever.

I should have been worried about getting pregnant, but even after our first encounter I hadn’t gone to get the morning-after pill. I’d thought about it, but then left the pharmacy with some aloe vera cream for my tender pussy instead.

Jace had given me a gift, and again tonight, and that would have been like rejecting it. I couldn’t do that. Everything he gave me was precious because it was from him, the only one in the whole world who looked at me and saw something special.