Beautiful Seduction

Possessing her.

The second I broke the kiss, she pushed away, her breathing ragged. The moment she eased her hand between my legs, my control was ripped aside.

I yanked at my zipper, nearly ripping the button from my trousers. As soon as my cock was freed from the dense material, I pushed her over the edge of the table.

Every sound she made drove me to madness, her strangled moans reverberating in my mind. I was shocked her hunger was so intense, even more surprised she liked it rough.

“I’m going to fuck you long and hard,” I growled as I rubbed my fingers down her back, rolling them along the crack of her ass. She opened her legs as wide as possible as a response, clawing the table as her yearning continued to increase.

I gripped her hips with both hands, lifting her from the table then thrusting the entire length of my cock into her sweet pussy.

“Oh, God,” she moaned as she jerked up from the table, panting raggedly.

The rush of adrenaline turned into a surge of electricity, my heart thudding as my body shook from the intensity of the moment. I closed my eyes, allowing her muscles to relax, accommodating my thick girth.

Then I started fucking her like some crazed animal. I wanted her dripping in my cum. I needed her filled with my seed. My thrusts were so brutal I drove her body across the table. She didn’t fight me. In fact, she tried to buck against me, meeting every savage thrust. That only added gasoline to the fire, my actions becoming more powerful.

My eyes could no longer focus, my heart thudding against my chest wall. My hunger was at the point I found it impossible to control my actions.

“Uh. Uh. Uh. Uh.” Every sound she made swirled with the lust-filled guttural sounds rushing from my throat. We were no longer just lovers, exploring incredible moments of passion. We were animals, fulfilling a need.

Growling, I looked away, unable to stop my actions, needing satisfaction like I needed the air around me to breathe. Goddamn this woman and what she’d done to me.

As my balls began to swell, I dragged her back even further, my actions savage, the sound of my hard fucking filling the dense air around us. I was crazed, my mind a blur, desperate to take all of her.

Only when I couldn’t take the pressure any longer did I finally release, erupting deep inside her womb. Gasping, I threw my head back, every muscle tense.

I had no idea how long I remained buried inside, trying to control my breathing. I’d lost all sense of control around her. The beautiful woman had already become my weakness.

She pushed away from the table, gasping for air. As I pulled her to a standing position, she jerked away, but not before I noticed the splotches of crimson forming on her cheeks. She was embarrassed at what had occurred, furious that she allowed her guard to fall, now unable to look me in the eye.

What the hell was wrong with me?

“Get dressed.” I finally said, looking away in order to give her some sense of privacy.

I wasn’t used to losing a sense of myself, allowing my emotions to get in the way. It couldn’t happen again.

As I moved away, I heard her moving away from the table. Then I felt her intense stare, the venom pouring through her like the wildfire of desire that had been in its place only moments before.

I grabbed my drink, tossing back the entire contents.

A few seconds later, I moved toward one of the windows, peering out although not focusing on anything, but I was aware when she’d returned to her seat. There were things I wanted to say to her, but at this point, what could I say that would matter to her? Her life had been stripped away. I rubbed my jaw, trying to catch my breath. I couldn’t allow my dick to stand in the way of making good business decisions.

I needed another goddamn drink. I left the towels where they were as an example. Let her fully understand what she was dealing with. Maybe that would help make her more compliant.

As I walked away, I heard her single ragged exhale. Stopping short, I cocked my head, taking several deep breaths. I’d seen her tears, the slow trickle down both cheeks. However, she wasn’t crying because of her fear of me or the unknown.

It took me several seconds to shove aside my needs long enough to process various thoughts.

The beautiful creature held a secret, one that threatened to starve her of her vivacious lust for life. Just like I’d already taken away her ability to trust in her own decisions.

Whatever she was hiding could hold the key to why someone wanted her dead.

She needed more than just to have someone protect her. She required a true savior, a goddamn knight in shining armor. I wasn’t that man. Perhaps I’d never been, but with what had been taken from me, I’d never find the light. I snickered at the thought, quickly making another drink.

Fuck me. Fuck my life.

The questions continued to plague me, furrowing in the back of my mind. While her profession was an issue, I’d stake my reputation that the reason behind the attacks on her were personal. However, I couldn’t succumb to allowing her another glimpse at my soul, let alone trying to resurrect my heart. But my needs would be fulfilled. Yes. That was the best thing. That was required.