"You want it rough?"
"Yes."
I can't offer her that. Not the way she's asking. I won't stay in control. I'm barely staying in control now. "Not the first time."
"But… a second time?"
"Maybe."
"Maybe?"
"What did I say about asking me the same thing twice?"
Her chest heaves. "It means the answer is no?"
I nod. "I'm not warning you again. Understand?"
"Yes."
"Stay there." I close the distance between us.
She stays glued to me. Every fucking molecule of her body tuned to every one of mine. There's no other way to explain it.
I'm the only thing in her universe. The only thing she's ever needed. The only thing she could ever need.
It's fucking perfect.
I wrap my fingers around her wrist gently. "Turn around."
She does.
I undo the knot of my tie, pull her wrists behind her back, bind them together.
Then I wrap my arm around her waist. Hold her body against mine, her back against my chest, her arse against my pelvis.
She whines as her hands brush my cock. "Cam."
There's too much fabric between us. I need her touching me. I absolutely can't handle her touching me. Maybe in some other universe, but not in this one.
"Can I say it?" She wiggles her fingers, trying to feel more of me.
I grab her wrists hard.
She gasps. "Can I ask you to fuck me now?"
"Yes."
She lets out a soft sigh. "Please. Please fuck me."
Without warning, I push her onto the bed.
She falls face first. Groans as she turns her chin. To the window. Then to the mirror.
I don't have to tell her to watch, but I do it anyway. "Keep your eyes on me."
She nods into the gold sheets. This hotel is trying so fucking hard to look expensive.
Usually, I don't like the faux luxury, but Sienna looks so fucking beautiful splayed over the comforter, her long hair falling over her cheeks, her eyes fixed on me.
I want more of her.
Every centimeter of her body against every centimeter of mine.
But there's no universe where I can handle that. I can barely handle this.
Without warning, I slip a finger inside her.
She's already wet. There's no resistance when I push deeper.
Slip another finger inside her.
I stretch her gently.
Then harder.
Hard enough she groans. "Fuck."
This is going to hurt. There's no way around that, but I can make it easier for her.
If I stay in control.
I need to stay in control.
I push deeper.
She lets out another groan.
I knot my hand in her hair. Tug hard enough she yelps.
"Watch." I push her thighs apart to give her a better view. Then I pull my hand back and plunge my fingers inside her again.
Fuck, that's a beautiful sight. I need more and I need it now.
There's no patience in my veins.
I push deeper. Until she groans.
Then I pull back and do it again.
Her expression gets hazy. Her eyes fill with the perfect mix of pain and pleasure.
I need that. I need it more than I've ever needed anything.
I have to close my eyes. So I won't push her too hard, too fast. So I won't hurt her.
I drive into her again.
Again.
Until her low, deep groan fills the room.
"Cam," she breathes. "Please." Her hips rock to meet me. "Please fuck me."
Fuck, that's the best thing I've ever heard.
"Please. I need you inside me." Her fingers dig into her palms.
She's splayed on the bed, bound, forced to take whatever I want to give her. And she's begging me to fuck her.
No wonder I'm out of my mind. This is heaven.
I stretch her one last time. Then I pull my hands back. Push her thighs apart. Find the condom in my trousers.
She watches as I unzip my slacks. Tear the wrapper. Slide the rubber over my cock.
Her eyes go wide. "You're…"
"Take a deep breath."
She sucks an inhale through her teeth.
It's not enough. She's tense again. I need to ease her. This isn't the kind of pain I want for her.
I push her thighs apart. Dig my nails into her skin.
I hold her there, pinned to the bed, as I tease her.
She gasps as my cock brushes her cunt. "Fuck. Cam." There's no fear in her voice. No nerves. Only pure desire. "Please."
I tease her again and again. Until I can't take it anymore.
Then I drive inside her with one hard thrust.
She feels like heaven. Sweet and soft and thoroughly mine.
I stay there for a moment. Give her time to get used to the pressure. To the feeling of our bodies joining.
Then I push deeper.
Her nails dig into her palm. "Fuck."
I pin her thighs to the bed, pull back, drive into her again.
She lets out a soft gasp. "Cam." Her breath hitches. "Fuck."
She's on the verge of what she can take.
I need to push her to take more. "Watch." I drive into her again. "Or I'll stop."
Her eyes open instantly.
I study her expression. The need in her eyes, the part of her lips, the softness of her brow.