Chapter 134
Madison
“Fuck!” I gasped when he finally let me breathe, my lips tingling from the assault.
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“You’re not going anywhere,” he growled against my mouth. “Not until I’m done with you.”
My heart hammered against my ribs as his hands roamed over my body, no longer teasing but possessive. He cupped my breasts through the thin fabric of my dress, thumbs circling my hardened nipples until I whimpered.
“You think you can walk away from me?” he asked, his voice dark with desire. “When your pussy is so wet, I can practically smell it?”
I should have been offended by his crudeness, but instead, it sent a fresh flood of arousal between my legs. God, what was wrong with me?
“Mr. Knight,” I started, but he cut me off with another bruising kiss.
“Shut up, Madison,” he commanded against my lips. “The only sounds I want to hear from you are
moans.”
His hands slid down to grab my ass, fingers digging into the flesh as he pulled me against him. The hard ridge of his cock pressed into my stomach, impressive even through the layers of our clothing.
“Feel what you do to me?” He ground against me, making sure I felt every inch. “I don’t need pills. I need you naked and screaming my name.”
I couldn’t help the moan that escaped me as he lifted me slightly, positioning his erection right against my center. Even through our clothes, the pressure was exquisite.
“That’s it,” he murmured approvingly. “Let me hear how much you want this cock.‘
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I moaned again, unable to help myself. My body was betraying me in every way possible, responding
to his touch like a violin to a master musician.
“Mr. Knight,” I gasped as his hands slid up my thighs, bunching the red fabric of my dress.
“I want to see all of you,” he growled, his fingers finding the hidden zipper at the side of my dress.
For a terrifying second, I thought he might just rip the expensive garment off my body. But his fingers moved with surprising delicacy, slowly lowering the zipper while his mouth explored my
neck.
The dress loosened around me, and Alexander stepped back just enough to let it fall. The silky fabric slithered down my body like water, pooling at my feet in a puddle of crimson.
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His eyes darkened as they took in my black lace bra and the barely–there thong.
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His hands reached behind me, expertly unhooking my bra. Before I could react, he’d pulled it from my body and tossed it aside. I glanced nervously to see where it landed, relieved when I spotted it on the yacht’s deck rather than sinking into the dark waters below.
“Looking for an escape route?” Alexander asked, his voice amused and dangerous at once.
“Just making sure I don’t lose another expensive piece of lingerie,” I replied, trying to sound casual despite standing nearly naked before him.
His hands cupped my breasts, weighing them appreciatively before his thumbs brushed over my nipples. The contact sent electricity straight to my core.
“These tits were made for my hands,” he said, giving them a squeeze that bordered on painful but somehow felt incredible. Then, without warning, he delivered a sharp slap to my right breast.
I yelped, more from surprise than pain, as a delicious heat bloomed across my skin.
“That’s for thinking you could leave,” he said, delivering another slap to my left breast. “Were you really going to walk away from me?”
“Maybe,” I challenged, my nipples hardening further from his rough treatment.
He slapped my breast again, harder this time. “How exactly were you planning to leave? We’re in the middle of the fucking Hudson.”
I glanced around, suddenly realizing the yacht was indeed moving, the Manhattan skyline slowly sliding past us. When had that happened?
“I could jump and swim,” I suggested, knowing how ridiculous it sounded even as the words left my
mouth.
Alexander laughed; the sound was rich and deep. His hand delivered another stinging slap to my breast, making me gasp.
“Swim? In that current? With those sharks?”
“There aren’t sharks in the Hudson,” I protested.
“No, but there are plenty of other ways to die.” His expression turned serious as his fingers pinched my nipple hard enough to make me whimper. “Not that I’d let you. If you jumped, I’d be right behind you, dragging your ass back on board.”
“My hero,” I said sarcastically, though the image of Alexander diving into dark waters after me sent an unexpected thrill through my body.
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“Don’t test me, Madison,” he warned, his hand sliding down my stomach to cup my pussy through the thin lace. “I always get what I want, and right now, I want you.”
His fingers pushed the lace aside, finding me embarrassingly wet. One thick finger slid inside me without resistance, making me gasp.
“Fuck, you’re soaked,” he groaned, adding a second finger and curling them inside me. “Is this all for me?”
“Yes,” I admitted, my hips moving against his hand of their own accord.
“Yes, what?” he prompted, his thumb finding my clit.
“Yes, Mr. Knight,” I moaned, my head falling back as pleasure radiated through me.
“That’s right. This pussy belongs to me. Every wet inch of it.”
His fingers worked magic inside me, finding spots I didn’t even know existed. My legs trembled as tension built low in my belly, a familiar pressure signaling an approaching orgasm.
Then, just as I was about to fall over the edge, he withdrew his fingers completely.
“What the fuck?” I gasped, my eyes flying open to find him smirking at me.
“Not yet,” he said, bringing his glistening fingers to his mouth and sucking them clean. “I want you desperate before I let you come.”
The bastard was deliberately drawing this out, enjoying my frustration. As he stood there, smirking at me with that infuriating confidence, something about his behavior struck me as odd.
“Did someone slip something in your drink again?” I blurted out, studying his dilated pupils. ” You’re acting strange… like you’re playing games with me.”
Alexander’s eyebrows shot up. “Do I look fucking high to you, Madison?”
Lucia Morh is a passionate storyteller who brings emotions to life through her words. When she’s not writing, she finds peace nurturing her garden.
