Finding Master Right (Masters Unleashed 1)

Banner crooned to her, stroking her skin, caressing her breasts, teasing her nipples into points.

“Fuck, you’re tight,” he hissed when he bottomed out just as he’d gotten all the way in.

“I’m sorry, Sir.” She whimpered, so full she was afraid to move.

Banner groaned, moving slowly until she loosened up. “Don’t be sorry.” He rolled his hips and thrust in harder, the angle making him hit her G-spot.

She moaned, long and lusty, and she couldn’t make herself care. Again he did it, and again.

With her vision blurred, she tried to stay in control, but his cock stole her wits. Her mouth went slack and her body obeyed his. Hands gripped her thighs, tilting her toward him so he could take what he wanted. The pressure built inside, impossible to escape. She panted, trying to wait, trying to stop herself.

Banner buried his face in her hair. “You’re going to come for me, aren’t you?” He moaned in her ear, sending shivers streaking through her. “I can feel every ripple. You’re trying so hard to be a good girl.”

“Please, Sir, I’m trying to be good. But I need to come now. I have to come,” she pled, writhing beneath him.

“Wait. Shhh. You can wait, can’t you?” His gruff voice was almost her undoing. “Waiting makes it better.”

Kate panted, trying to calm herself down, but even the sound of their harsh breathing was turning her on. Everything inside her clenched. He propped himself up on his arms and looked down at her, the expression she saw there wild and possessive. His pelvis rubbed her sensitive flesh, and he wrapped a hand gently around her throat.

That hand, just resting there, almost tipped her over the edge.

“Please, Banner, I can’t stop.” The high-pitched wail didn’t even sound like her.

Above her, he froze, gritting his teeth. “Okay, okay. You can come.”

Kate’s body arched upward, her eyes rolled back, and her jaw locked. Banner thrust hard, his dick swelling inside her, demanding a response. She cried out. Her pussy clamped down on his brutally hard cock as he battered into her.

“That’s right. Scream for me, Kate.” He let go of her throat and reached between them, then pinched viciously at one of her nipples.

The pain shot straight to her core, forcing her orgasm to persevere. She writhed beneath him, helpless.

“Please, I’m sorry,” she babbled. “I can’t stop!”

“It’s okay, baby. You come on my cock, and I’ll forgive you for anything.” He pulled out of her unexpectedly.

“No, no. Please.”

“Please, what?”

“Please, I need you!”

He chuckled and grabbed her, flipping her onto her belly before ramming his cock deep inside her again.

When she tried to scrabble away, Banner grabbed onto her thighs and fucked her harder, hitting her G-spot and making her bawl. Weak, she stilled, accepting that now she was a thing made for pleasure. She sobbed into the mattress, crumpling the sheets in her fists, tired from the forced orgasms but unable to stop coming. The thrust of his hips faltered, he swore, his cock pulsing inside of her, coming, triggering another orgasm for her. He collapsed on top of her and bit her shoulder. The pain melted into pleasure and a strong feeling of being used.

Owned.

Banner pulled out and gathered her to him, moving her to a more comfortable spot on the bed. He wrapped his arms around her and held her tight. His lips brushed over her brow and eyelids.

“You okay?”

She blinked at him, unable to process more than the dark depths of his eyes. Deep brown, now gentle, but usually so imposing. He kissed her lips, and she pressed against him, overwhelmed and not sure

she remembered how to speak. They stayed wound together for a long time, their gazes locked, his fingers drawing shivery designs on her back. She wriggled against him from time to time, and his expression would shift from content to amused, and back again.

Despite feeling sore and sated in all the right ways, a flurry of emotion ambushed her. As soon as Banner reluctantly left to clean up, she buried her face in one of the pillows. She refused to cry, though tears pricked her eyes. That had just been the best sex of her life. Why on earth did she feel like crying?

“Are you sure you’re okay?” He sounded as if he were on the other side of the room.