Her head thrashed on the table.
It was decadent. Splayed out on her breakfast table, Sax’s c**k slowly filling her ass as she stared back at him beseechingly. Her most perverted, most depraved fantasies were being played out, stripping her of control, leaving her pliable, willing, eagerly embracing the broad erection impaling her.
“Good girl,” he crooned, his face twisted into a mask of pleasure. “You’re so f**king tight, Marey. It’s like being consumed by flames.”
She was the one being consumed. Inch by inch as he worked his c**k inside her, filling her, stretching her until he sank in to the hilt.
She couldn’t breathe. She could feel the muscles of her anus convulsing, flexing and rippling around the length of flesh filling her. It was more pleasure than she could have envisioned. Deeper, more intense than the vibrators or plugs she had used there.
“Think of this, Marey,” he growled as he began to move, holding her to him, sending her senses careening as he began to f**k her slow and deep. “Think of this, baby, the next time you’re telling me I’m chasing a woman who doesn’t want me.”
She screamed as his movements began to quicken, one hand moving from her bu**ocks, his fingers going to her aching, empty pu**y. Two fingers pressed inside, moving in tandem to his thrusts up her ass as reality began dissolve. The world centered on the dual penetration. His fingers moving inside the ultra-tight depths of her pu**y, his c**k f**king her ass with long, smooth strokes that steadily quickened, grew harder, more intense.
She writhed beneath him, straining toward release, begging for it, pleading as her body tightened to what she was certain was a breaking point.
“Now, Marey.” His voice was strained, rough as she felt his c**k flex and throb inside the sensitive channel.
His fingers moved faster inside her pu**y, his thumb moving to her clit, stroking it, pushing her higher, higher…
She screamed as she fell over the edge of oblivion. Ecstasy washed through her body, burned along her nerve endings, sending her flying into rapture as she felt him explode, the heat of his se**n filling her as he thrust in hard and deep one last time, groaning fiercely as he came inside the hot depths of her ass.
She settled down to earth long moments later, her eyes opening as he slowly withdrew from her. She watched as he fixed his slacks then reached to the counter to tear a handful of soft paper towels from their holder.
He cleaned her gently, watching her with those chocolate eyes that seemed to see clear to her soul.
“You can’t turn back,” he told her as he eased her up, holding her steady as she stood naked before him, fighting to find reality once again. “I won’t let you.”
“No matter how much it hurts me?” she asked him then, her voice hoarse, filling with tears as realization began to wash over her. “Does that matter, Sax? Does it matter at all how much it’s going to hurt me?”
Chapter Two
“She has to be the most stubborn, independent, irrational woman I’ve had the misfortune to meet.”
Sax slammed the file drawer in place, ignoring James’ mocking snort behind him as he slapped the file he had pulled out on the desk between them.
He was irritated, horny as hell, and damn if he wasn’t suffering from a guilt trip of major proportions.
No matter how much it hurts me? The words wouldn’t leave his mind, ricocheting in his head as he fought against the pain he had glimpsed in her eyes.
“You act like you’re surprised, buddy,” James laughed as he leaned back in the chair in front of Sax’s desk and watched him with amusement. “You’ve been chasing her for three years and just figured that one out?”
Sax sat down heavily in his own chair and regarded the other man with a frown.
“I don’t appreciate the amusement you’re finding at my expense, James,” he snarled back. “Dammit to hell, she enjoyed every minute of it. Drenched my fingers when she came and still had the nerve to try to guilt me out of her life. I should tie her to the damned bed for a week and f**k her until she’s too tired to guilt or deny me.”
James chuckled at that one, not that Sax could blame him. Sax had been making that same threat for three years now.
“Vince is out on bail,” Sax sighed then, worry and fury clashing at the thought of all the ways he could hurt Marey. “He disappeared within hours. If she doesn’t ease up on the stubbornness, he’s going to kill her.”
It was his worst nightmare, that Vince would attack her again, taking her from him forever. It was hard enough waiting on the sidelines all these years, certain she would give in eventually. But now…Sax knew the waiting was over. The question was would the fragile bonds of emotion between them survive the dominance rising inside him? He was sick of waiting. And he was sure as hell sick of her denying the very thing he knew both of them craved.
“Vince will self-destruct eventually,” James agreed. “All we can do is watch her, Sax. Daniel will look for him, Drew Stanton owns the security agency she’s using—he has priority watch on her. The sheriff will keep a closer eye on the house during his patrols, and when he comes up for trial, Caleb will make certain he spends plenty of time behind bars. The members of The Club won’t desert her. We watch out for our own, you know that.”
Caleb Embers was the prosecuting attorney assigned to the case, and a member of The Club. Sax was well aware of the fact that if Vince made it as far as trial, then Caleb would fry his ass.
“Keeping him the hell away from her until he gets to trial is what worries me,” Sax bit out. “She’s so determined to deny us both that she could end up giving him the opening he needs. I swear to God, James, I can’t understand her. It’s as though she thinks she has to deny herself. As though she’s paying penance for something that only she’s aware of.”
“Or terrified of a pattern repeating itself,” James suggested then. “She put her life on hold for her parents. When they died, she wasn’t a teenager any longer. Loneliness can do strange things to a woman, Sax. She married the first man who offered and learned within weeks the mistake she made. I have a feeling you’re something Marey couldn’t bear losing. So she’s going to fight you harder.”
Which was no more than he expected. But damn if it wasn’t grating on his nerves.
“Tell you what.” James leaned forward in his chair, watching Sax with a knowing glint in his eyes. “Let’s head to the house for dinner. We’ll have a drink and see if Ella has any ideas how to break her friend’s control. She knows Marey better than anyone. If anyone knows how to find her weakness, it’s my wife.”