I lift my hips, trying to find the friction I didn’t realize I was so desperate for until his mouth was on me. Dear god, I was not ready for the need that I can’t control and how it’s consuming me. I’m always this way when Henrik is close, and I hate that I can’t control myself. When he gets his mouth on me, all I can do is melt and turn into a puddle of lusty goo.
He takes all the control and dominates me, and damn it, it’s thrilling at first, but then I realize what I’ve done. I let him have power over me and trusted him to take care of me. I know how that always ends, and it’s with a broken heart.
I know all of this, yet I still don’t stop Henrik as he thrusts against me and gives me what I’m so desperate for. I moan again, and he realizes my hands are pulling down my dress so his fingers can play with my nipples. He breaks the kiss, his mouth working its way down my throat as he keeps thrusting against me, hitting my clit perfectly. I don’t know how it’s possible, but I’m going to cum. The orgasm is already building, and it isn't slowing down.
“Henrik,” I gasp, and he suddenly pulls back.
“Bad girls don’t get to cum.” My mouth falls open, stunned at what my brain is trying to comprehend. Did he really just say that?
“You want to get kicked in the balls again?” I growl at him, and he only smiles.
“Not really. I need them to fill you with a few babies first.”
Once again I’m struck speechless, and Henrik might be the only person in the world that’s ever been able to do it.
With a quick move, he tosses me over his shoulder and begins to walk out of the garden. I kick my feet, trying to break free, but his grip tightens.
“Calm down,” he barks, smacking my ass.
The sensation makes my core clench, and I can’t hold back the moan that escapes. God, I’m so close. I clench my legs together, and I can feel how wet I am against my thighs. My breasts feel heavy, needing his mouth on my nipples. I manage to cover myself up as he bounces me on his shoulder, back the way we came.
“I hate you.” I can’t see anything with my hair in the way and the rest of the world upside down.
But when I’m placed in the back of the car, he slides in next to me and smiles. “You love me.”
Someone closes the door, and the driver takes off quickly. I fold my arms over my chest, looking out the window and not saying a single word that he’ll try and twist.
“You’re giving me the silent treatment now?” he chuckles.
“You know this is kidnapping, right?” I say to the driver. He pretends he can’t hear me, so I try another tactic to get his attention. “You’re not a bad-looking guy—”
I let out a scream when I’m pulled over Henrik's thighs and he yanks my dress up, exposing my bare ass.
“No panties either?” he growls out before his rough palm comes down on my ass. I gasp, digging my fingers into the soft leather of the couch. He doesn't stop, and I cry out as he spanks me two more times. After each one he rubs the spot like he’s trying to ease the sting.
“Don’t provoke me,” he warns before his hand slips down between my thighs. I know he can feel how wet I am, and although I should be embarrassed, I’m too turned on to tell him to stop. “I think you enjoyed your spanking a little too much.”
When his fingers find my slippery clit, my body tenses. It’s not going to take much, and I silently beg for him to brush across it just a little.
But to my absolute frustration he stops, making me cry out.
“Bastard!”
“Apologize to me,” he orders, and I bite my lip as I tremble with need.
“I’m sorry!” I hiss out, hating how much I want him.
“That’s my good girl.”
His fingers gently pet my clit, touching that perfect spot where I need it most. It’s almost embarrassing how fast I cum, but it feels too good to dwell on it. I lay across his lap, utterly boneless as the pleasure hums through my body. That’s until I remember the driver, and my face burns with embarrassment.
“For someone who gets so jealous, I can’t believe you did that in front of someone else,” I scold as he puts me back on the seat beside him.
“I would never let anyone see or hear you cum. Your pleasure belongs to me.” When I glance up, I see that the partition between the driver and us has been raised. “You’d do well to remember that. You’re mine and mine alone.”