Chapter One Hundred and Nine: Exactly What I Need

“Please fuck me now,” I beg through my heavy pants.

He rests back on his knees. He lifts one of his legs over my shoulder. He dips his head down and kisses my inner thigh. I gasp loudly, and my pussy throbs again. Wyatt slides his hand under my ass, lifting me and angling my hips. He doesn’t waste another second or make me wait any longer. He thrusts into me with speed and force. The angle takes him deep and hits one of the right spots. I scream as he fills me up.

“Tuck, you,” he hisses. His eyes close, and his head falls back. The feeling of me wrapped around him, driving him crazy. He holds my leg and thrusts deeply, over and over.

“Yes! Right there!” I cry out and rock my hips up.

He hisses and slaps my thigh. “Don’t! You will make me come too soon.”

I whimper and step back, even if I don’t want to, but it frustrates him if he comes before me. I don’t mind it, but…

“Good girl,” but he’s in charge. I moan and focus on the way his cock feels, working into and out of me. Wyatt reaches down and kisses and licks all over my breasts as he fucks me. The man knows all of my weak spots, Lowell. I arch from the bed as my orgasm begins to creep upon me. My pussy tightens around him, and he groans, his teeth sinking into my night breast. He pulls away, sitting back up.

“Close, already?” he smirks.

I can only nod as it gets harder to breathe with every stroke. Wyatt draws out of me and brushes his cock over me again. He runs his cock all over my folds, by my clit. I gasp because it is already throbbing. He chuckles and does it again.

“Wyatt, please, baby, let me come. I know you want to feel me come all over your cock.” I breathe out, so close to the edge.

He slams back into me. I squeal, and pleasure shoots through me.

“Always so desperate for my cock,” he pants.

“Yes, sir, always.”

A few more rough thrusts and my orgasm dominates my body. I close my eyes again, becoming lightheaded as the pleasure shakes me from head to toe. I erupt around his cock, screaming his name as I do. My body feels like it is on fire—Wyatt moans and curses as I spill around him.

He places my leg down and towers over me. His lips come down on mine. He pulls back and buries his face in my neck. He aims for his end. I slip my legs around him. I want badly to scrape my nails down his back but can’t since they are tied up.

“Come for me. Sir. Fill me up.” I pant in his ear and move my hips to his…

He doesn’t stop me this time. He moans into my neck, and he throbs inside of me. My name comes from his lips in a deep, animal-like growl, and he spills into me, his teeth biting down on my shoulder.

His body stills on top of mine as we come to an end. Our bodies stick together with all the sweat and warmth between us. Wyatt aches up and unties me before collapsing next to me on the bed.

“Thank you, sir, for giving me what I needed,” I whisper.

He slips his arm around me and pulls me closer. I place my head on his chest. He kisses the top of my head. “You always get what you want from me, kitten. Sometimes, I just need to make you wait and torture you for not doing as you are told.”

I kiss over his chest. “Yes, but you enjoy it when I misbehave, even if you will never admit it.” I purr.

“I don’t know what you mean.” He laughs.

I lean up and kiss him softly before I cuddle back into him. I will never tire of him and everything he gives me.

My Dominant Boss