You Belong to Me

You Belong to Me

Cannan sat, propped on the edge of the large cherry desk in the office. Julia stood across from him, her eyes slanted and dark with anger. “I won’t allow you to fight me on this, Julia.”

She hissed, “You can’t stop me.”

She looked wild, like a cornered animal who knew death was stalking her. It pissed him off; if she weren’t so damned hard-headed she would just accept that she belonged to him.

He folded his arms across his broad chest, “What would you have me do?”

“Leave me alone, Cannan,” she barked.

His hand snaked out, Immortal speed hampering her ability to comprehend until it was too late. She was wrapped in his arms, her back pressed firmly against his chest. He lowered his mouth to her ear, “You know I cannot do that.”

She struggled, her own strength no match for his. He held her simply, without effort, which only seemed to anger her more. “Damn you, Cannan, I won’t be your property!”

Nuzzling her neck, Cannan took a deep breath, inhaling the vanilla and honey fragrance wafting softly from her skin. A pale blue skirt billowed around her legs as she tried to balance herself. Her ruffled white blouse fell a bit more from her shoulders with every movement she made. Unable to help himself, he lowered his head into the small dip where her neck met her collarbone and placed a tender kiss there.

Julia stilled, her heart pounding against her ribs. Taking that as a sign that he had done something right, he kissed her again, nipping the sensitive skin before caressing the same with his tongue. Goose flesh rose across her body, and he continued to hold her with one arm while his free hand cupped her breast through the thin white material.

She gasped, her breath straining in and out of her lungs. “Cannan, please don’t… Oh…”

He rolled her pebbled nipple between his thumb and forefinger, “Tell me.”

She shook her head violently.

Cannan pulled her breasts free of the shirt, simply tugging gently on the material until it fell down around her small tummy and his imprisoning arm. “Your breasts are beautiful,” he whispered as he caressed the perfect globes, “your nipples are so large, so rosy, I want to take them into my mouth and suckle you until you are screaming in pleasure.”

His words were soft, gentle against her skin as he kissed her between words. Her nipples puckered more and he knew he was on the right track. “Julia, I’m going to love you the way you should be loved.”

He made the promise as his free hand delved lower, pushing past the elastic waist of her flowing skirt. He paused briefly to smile when he realized she wasn’t wearing panties. His fingers passed through the soft curls above her core, already damp with her arousal. Her clitoris was swollen, easy to find hidden in the slick folds of her womanhood. He flicked it once with his finger, testing her sensitivity. Her back arched, her head falling back over his shoulder, eyes closing.

He released her from the cage of his arm, tweaking her nipples as he strummed her pulsing nub. He bit her passionately, sucking at the pale skin of her neck, every intention to mark her.

“I don’t want to belong to you.” She moaned as one of his broad fingers traced the opening of her honeyed sheath.

He blew softly in her ear, his lips a slight tickle against them, “You already do, admit it.”

His cock was throbbing. Harder than it had ever been, it strained against the denim of his jeans where her round little ass sat. She wiggled her body, pressing against his steely shaft. He bit back a groan and stood, keeping her in his arms.

He turned, laying her across the desk on her belly. He unbuttoned, unzipped, and pushed his pants down around his knees.

She pulled at her skirt, baring herself for him.

He positioned himself at her entrance, his legs between hers, “Tell me.”

She pushed back into him, her breathing heavy, begging him into her waiting pussy. He stared at her, at the dripping pink folds surrounding his engorged shaft and nearly came with the beauty of it.

His need to possess her consumed him, “Tell me, Julia!”

When she shook her head, he drew his hand back and allowed it to drop on one pale cheek, rubbing the head of his prick against her at the same time. She cried out, her knuckles whitening as she gripped the edge of the desk and his handprint slowly appeared on her skin.

Cannan pushed himself an inch inside her. She was tight and hot and wet. He took a deep breath, centering himself, “Tell me,” he roared, his patience quickly abating. His hand connected with her ass again, and he felt the vibration through the head of his cock.

Julia cried out, so hot and needy she couldn’t stand it. She needed him deep inside her. “I belong to you,” she screamed, tears filling her eyes.

With one thrust, Cannan drove himself into her, “Damn right you do. Forever.”

“Always,” she cried as she came.


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