I gasped.
The kiss broke.
He looked up at me, lips wet, eyes feral.
“You think this is it?” he growled.
His hand gripped my ass tighter.
“You think you can just crawl into my lap, kiss me like a little heat-struck slut and get what you want right
Heat Of The Moment here?”
I nodded.
I couldn’t stop myself.
I nodded like a pathetic f*****g puppy.
“I’ll be good”
I whispered.
“I’ll do anything. I’ll ride you. I’ll suck you. I’ll sit on your c**k like I was made for it. I just need you Damon. I need you now”
He slapped my ass.
Hard.
The sound echoed through the car like thunder.
I cried out.
My hips jerked.
My cunt throbbed so hard I almost came.
He pulled his lips from mine just enough to speak, his voice thick with dominance.
“Don’t be in a haste”
Another slap.
I gasped again.
“I am going to take my f*****g time with you” he growled.
“I’m going to taste every f*****g inch of you. I’m going to ruin you slow. So slow you’ll beg me to stop. But not here. Not yet. Let’s get home first”
He looked at me like he could already see me on my knees.
On his bed.
On his c**k.
Used.
Wrecked.
Begging.
My whole body was shaking.
Every nerve was on fire.
My ass was stinging.
My p***y was soaked.
And we hadn’t even started.
“f**k”
I whispered.
“Okay. Okay. Let’s go home. Let’s f*****g go. Please. I’ll behave. I swear. Just take me home and destroy me. Please Alpha”
He smirked.
Turned the ignition.
III
His knuckles were white on the wheel.
And I knew.
The second we got through that front door
He wasn’t just going to f**k me.
He was going to own me.
His Property 19
**Lyra**
The tires hit the road like thunder and oh my God.
Oh my f*****g God.
I forgot how to breathe.
I was still on his lap.
Still straddling him.
Still dripping.
Still shaking.
My thighs were literally vibrating. My panties were so wet they felt like they’d melted into my p***y. I wasn’t even sure they were there anymore. I was basically naked. Naked and throbbing. In his lap. While he drove.
Why the f**k am I still on him?
Why is he hard?
Why am I hard?
Wait..girls don’t get hard..I mean my clit! f**k! My clit is pulsing so bad it feels like it has a heartbeat. I swear if he touches me again I’m going to scream and c*m and possibly explode into a million horny teenage pieces.
And he’s not even touching me.
He’s just gripping the steering wheel like he wants to break it in half.
I tried to sit still. I really tried.
But every time the car hit a bump, his c**k pressed right against me and I swear I almost moaned.
Like actually. Out loud.
Like the kind of moan you make when you’re alone and grinding into your pillow and thinking about his hands choking you while he calls you his little girl…
Okay.
Pause.
No.
Not pause.
Rewind.
What the actual f**k, Lyra.
What the f**k is this life.
“You’re breathing too loud,” he growled.
His Property
I froze.
Oh God.
Oh God oh God oh God.
I wanted to die.
No, I wanted to f**k.
No, I wanted to f**k then die.
Then f**k again. Then be resurrected. Then maybe die again dramatically in his arms while naked and sweaty and marked.
I opened my mouth to say sorry..
But he snapped.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.