My Secret, My Bully, My Mates by Miss L

"Just like that, Love. You want me to pound into you?"

"I want you inside me, now."

"So much sass. I might have to spank you for it."

"I think I would be okay with that too." I think I sound drunk, but I'm not and I know what I am asking for. If I want to do anything rough, Cam is going to be my guy. Now I just need to convince him I'm on board. "Only for you, Love." He stands and adjusts me to the edge of the desk. He somehow got his clothes off, maybe while I was figuring out what I wanted, anyway he's a naked God and it really just isn't fair. "Still like what you see? Even with the changes." sᴇaʀᴄh thᴇ FɪndNøvel.ɴet website on Gøøglᴇ to access chapters of novels early and in the highest quality.

"Not a lot has changed. Not for me. I've always liked the way you looked. You've always been...impressive. Uh, yes!" He fills me to the hilt, but stills so I can adjust a little before he starts to move. At least he's making involuntary noises too and not all of them are deep and manly. I don't have the mental space to think of a way to make fun of him, because every delicious thrust has me thinking other thoughts, like how can I get him deeper?

He is holding my legs, but I am sliding along the surface of his very clean desk and I am not quite long enough to grip the end to hold myself in place.

Love. I can feel how close you are." I smile and shake

but it does and he can't do that if I am laying on my back. He slows down when I grip his wrists and only looks at me confused for a minute when I shift him out of

grips my hips, digging his fingers in. "So demanding, now that you

have waited long enough to feel us both come hard together, don't you think?" I wiggle my ass at

hips again

swear stopped breathing. He rubs my butt cheek with his right hand, like he's warming it up for me.

wanted, Little mate? Someone to dominate you in

keeps thrusting hard, holding my shoulder with his left hand to make sure he fills me completely each

a little at the

it immediately with his hand, not once letting up on his punishing pace. can feel the spot warm with

a good girl, taking her sassy punishments from me." He kisses my shoulder gently, changing the angle of his thrusts. "Are