CHAPTER 25
RYAN’S POV
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I adjusted her exactly how I wanted her, keeping her right in front of the mirror with her back to me, my hands making sure she stayed there because I wanted her to see every second of this, I wanted her to watch herself while I took her the way she’d asked for, the way she thought wouldn’t mean anything. My chest was tight with the mix of anger and need running through me, and I stepped in close, my body pressing to hers as I slid inside her from behind in one deep, hard thrust that made her gasp and grab for the dressing table, her reflection wide–eyed, her mouth already open like she didn’t know whether to moan or beg
“Watch yourself,” I said, my voice rough against her ear, one hand gripping her hip hard as I started moving, thrusting into her without mercy. “Watch yourself as I make you cum. Watch yourself as I fuck you senseless.”
Every movement was hard, brutal, deliberate, and I could feel the tension in her body give way to pure need as she started crying out, her voice breaking with every push deeper. She was shalding, screaming my name, her knuckles white against the table edge as I pulled her hair back with one hand, forcing her to look at her flushed, wrecked face in the mirror while my other hand came up to her chest, pinching her nipples between my fingers until she gasped out a sob that made me drive into her harder. Her breasts bounced with every thrust, her body jerking against me, her reflection showing just how filthy and undone she looked, and I couldn’t get enough of it.
She came hard, not just once, not twice, not even three times–her body kept breaking opart under me again and again, each orgasm making her knees weaker, but I didn’t slow down. I couldn’t. I wasn’t done with her. I wasn’t anywhere near done.
“Ryan stop…”
-ah–I’m tired–please-” she begged between ragged breaths, her voice trembling. “Please… stop… just
I yanked her head back by her hair, my eyes locked on hers in the mirror, my pace not faltering for even a second. ” No,” I said through clenched teeth. “This is what you wanted, Anna. You wanted to be fucked. So you’re going to take every second of it like a good fucking girl and accept it.”
Her cry tore through the room as I tugged harder, my cock sliding into her soaked, swollen cunt that was dripping with every release she’d already given me, but still I hadn’t come, still I kept driving into her, chasing that point I refused to reach until I’d wrung every last bit of fight out of her.
Her legs trembled harder and I finally pulled out, her breath coming in broken pants like she thought it was over, but I wasn’t done. I grabbed her arm and told her to get on the floor, and while she hesitated, I dragged her downL with me, lying beside her and pulling one of her legs over mine so I could slide back inside her in a deep spooning thrust that mode her scream loud enough to echo.
“Fuck… you’re perfect,” I growled against her neck, my hand gripping her thigh to keep her open for me. Fucking beautiful… fucking perfect for me. You’re mine, Anna. Mine. Your body belongs only to me, and mine to you. No one else gets this. No one else gets you.”
Every word came out rough, desperate, possessive, my thrusts getting deeper and deeper, my hips hitting hers with a pace that was making her cry out on every stroke, but I still wasn’t stopping. She was crying now, her voice shaking, telling me she couldn’t anymore, but I just kept going, my body still rock hard, my release nowhere in sight because I wasn’t ready to let it end.
My phone started ringing somewhere in the background, but it was just noise, meaningless against the sounds she was making. I couldn’t stop, wouldn’t stop, not while I could feel her breaking apart in my arms, not while every thrust felt like I was driving myself deeper into her than I’d ever gone before. The phone stopped, then
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started again, and somewhere in the mix I heard hers too, but even together they couldn’t drown out the way she was screaming my name, begging, moaning, sobbing, her body trembling so hard against mine that I had to hold her tighter just to keep her in place.
And then….
A knock Hard. Too close. Not from the front door, but from her bedroom door.
Every muscle in my body locked at once, my chest pressing into her damp back as we both went completely still, the air in the room changing as if in an instant. My cock was still buried deep inside her, her walls fluttering around me from the last thrust I’d given her, and suddenly all I could hear was the sound of our ragged breathing.
“Anna?” Mom’s voice came through the wood, muffled but unmistakable.
Anna’s head snapped up, her eyes finding mine in the mirror, wide, startled, panicked. I could feel her body trembling under my hands, her pulse racing against my fingertips on her hip.
Then came the second knock, harder, more insistent.
“Anna, are you in there?!” Dod’s voice, louder, firmer.
My blood turned ice cold. My heart pounded so violently it felt like it was going to break through my ribs. My first thought was to pull out, to get dressed, to hide–anything–but the seconds moved too fast, too mercilessly.
Before I could even pull out, the handle turned. The latch clicked.
The door opened
And there they were.
Both of them. Mom’s eyes went wide instantly, her hand flying to her mouth, Dad’s face frozen in shock as his gaze took in the scene.
Gosps filled the room, loud and sharp, the sound hanging in the air heavier than anything I’d ever felt before.
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