Chapter 100
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Before I could catch my breath, he grabbed my hair again and dragged me up. He shoved me toward the wooden chair and table in the corner.
“Get on your knees on the chair and grip the table.”
I scrambled to obey. My knees found the cushion of the chair. My hands gripped the edge of the table. I was bent forward, exposed, vulnerable.
He stood behind me.
And the next thing, his hand landed on my ass cheek. Hard. I yelped.
He smacked the other cheek as well, just as hard and I almost fell off the chair.
He spanked me methodically, alternating cheeks, each slap landing with full force. I cried out with every blow, my skin burning, my eyes watering. He didn’t stop until both cheeks were bright red, throbbing,
sore.
Then he grabbed my hips. Positioned himself. And thrust into my pussy.
The moment he entered me, I gasped. He was so big. Thick and long, filling me completely, stretching me in ways I hadn’t been stretched in months. I gripped the edge of the table with both hands, my eyes wide open, a strangled cry escaping my lips.
He grabbed my hair, pulled my head back, and began to fuck me.
His thrusts were hard, fast, and punishing. Each one drove deeper than the last, his cock hitting places inside me that made stars burst behind my eyes. Pain and pleasure tangled together until I couldn’t tell them apart.
“Please,” I gasped. “Please, slow…”
He didn’t slow. He sped up.
One hand twisted in my hair, pulling my head back at an angle that bared my throat. The other hand came down on my already sore ass, smacking the tender flesh with each thrust.
I cried out. Sobbed. Tears ran down my cheeks and dripped onto the table.
He was relentless. An animal. His cock rearranged my insides with every stroke, filling me so completely I could feel him in my womb.
“Look at you,” he growled. “Such a good little slut taking my cock so well. Ain’t that right?”
I couldn’t answer. I could only take it.
He fucked me until I couldn’t think. Couldn’t breathe. Couldn’t do anything but hang onto the table and let him use me.
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Finally, he pulled out.
“Get on your knees.”
I slid off the chair, my legs barely holding me. I lowered myself to the floor.
“Open.”
I opened my mouth. Looked up at him.
He stroked himself, his eyes locked on mine, his breathing heavy. A low moan escaped his throat as he stepped forward, his cock sliding into my mouth one last time.
Warm liquid filled my mouth. Thick. Copious. I swallowed as he groaned, his body shuddering, his hand still gripping my hair as he emptied himself down my throat.
When he was one, he pulled out, turned away and began to get dressed.
wiped
S
h the back of my hand. My voice was hoarse when I spoke.
everything you asked. When will I see my husband?”
pants. Buckled his belt.
He smiled. “There’s a high-end restaurant. Not just anyone can get in. Dominic Ford has an ant breakfast meeting there at eight AM tomorrow.”
waited.
“You’ll get here by seven. I’ll pick you up and take you there. His meeting should be wrapping up by the time we arrive. We’ll wait in the car until he’s done. Then I’ll take you in, and you get to meet him.”
“Really? You won’t disappoint me?”
He chuckled. “Have you met me
ep my word. A deal is a deal. As long as you’re here on time.”
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