When he slid out, her cream covered his length.
It was all the evidence he needed to know she wanted this. Regardless of what she was saying, she craved this.
Pulling out of her until only the head of his cock remained, he held her hips tightly as he fucked her, plunging in and out, not giving her a chance to get accustomed to his dick. Over and over he pounded her sweet pussy.
She grew wetter with each hard fuck inside her.
Stroking his fingers through her wetness, he drew them back to her anus, coating her once again.
He began to play with her asshole as he drove inside her. He pushed a single finger deep in her ass, working it in and out with the rhythm of his cock. She tightened around him.
“You see, Tessa, a virgin you may be, but I know what you crave. I know that even as you hate me or at least hate what I am, I know you want my cock. You want my lips. You want what only I can give you.” Ramming inside her pussy, he relished her cries of passion. Each sound echoed off the walls, calling to him.
He was driven by her, wanting to fuck her, to drive her wild the way she did him.
“There’s not going to be any other man for you, Tessa. I’m your fucking world now. If you think you can run from me, I’ll find you. If you think there’s someone else that could ever want you more, they can’t. I fucking own you, every single part of you.” He added a second finger to her ass. “And if I ever find another man who thinks he can lay his hands on you, I’ll fucking kill him. Don’t ever forget who you belong to, Tessa. You’re mine. You’ll always be mine.”
With his other hand, he worked it between her thighs, stroking her clit.
She came with just a few strokes of his fingers, the sounds of her pleasure driving his own. He fucked her with his fingers in her ass. One day, he’d fuck her ass. He’d work his dick inside every single part of her.
Closing his eyes, he slammed in once more, and spilled his seed deep inside her pussy. He held himself to the hilt, hoping that this time she fell pregnant. It would be so much easier to keep her if she did.
He waited for her to take every single drop of his cum before pulling away.
As he did so, some of his seed fell out, and he pushed it back inside her, needing to mark her as his own.
“I’ll be back.”
He left her on the bed, going to the bathroom. Washing his hands, he dampened a towel and took it out to the bedroom.
Tessa was tiptoeing out of the room.
“Seriously?” he asked.
She didn’t get far as she tried to run. He wrapped an arm around her waist, picked her up, and carried her to the bed.
He pushed her on her stomach. Keeping one hand near her neck, he used his other to lift her. Wiping her pussy of his excess cream, he then worked on her ass, cleaning her up from her own cum. With that out of the way, he tossed the towel away, wrapped his arms around her, and held her close.
“You can hate me, Tessa. I expect you to. I told you, I’m not a good man, but you’re not going.”
“You can’t keep me here against my will.”
He chuckled. “You seem to like telling me what I can and cannot do. You should learn by now that I do what I want.”
“You’re impossible.”
“Admit it, Tessa. You want me.”
She stayed silent.
“Okay, admit you don’t like me.”
She didn’t say anything.
He laughed. “You’re so damn stubborn.” He kissed her neck. “Don’t worry. I can work with stubborn.”
“Why can’t you let me go?” she asked.
“Because deep down, I know you don’t want that.” And neither did he.
Chapter Nine
Three days later
“I think it’s cute,” Jessica said.
Tessa glanced over at the other woman as Caesar wriggled between them. She’d brought him out into the gardens that afternoon. After ten minutes of him on the grass, Jessica had joined them.
Michele as usual was nowhere to be found. She hadn’t seen her in a couple of days, but other than the nights when Alonzo fucked her brains out in his bedroom, she’d not seen him.
“What’s cute?”
“Alonzo. I saw the flowers on the table, read the card. It’s so sweet that he’s trying to win you over, you know. It is a little funny that he’d try and do it. Most of the time women always fell all over themselves trying to impress him. Not you. You’re outside, taking care of my son.”
“Would you like me to leave?” Tessa said. “I know this job wasn’t supposed to be long-term.”
“You’re not going anywhere, and I can’t help you out. I’m guessing Alonzo considers you a flight risk. All of the guards have probably been threatened with their own death if they allow you to escape.”