slid his hand under her dress and squeezed her knee. She was so ticklish she kicked his shin. He smiled, and tugged her toward him. “Are you sore today? Because I’d like to mark you as mine before they get back.”
“Are you out of your mind, Felix?” She hissed. They weren’t in her room.
He picked her up, carried her over to a wall, and then pinned her up against the unforgiving surface. “Put me down.” She demanded in a whisper. “They’ll be back any minute and I don’t want to be caught! We’d both be whipped.”
“Kiss me, Katja. I will not be your paramour!”
“No. Get the notion out of your head that I’m going to sleep with you anywhere you choose— or ever again! Annett even suspects something is going on between us.”
“Really,” he said, as if he didn’t care. “You’re only drawing this out to take longer, little woman. I want you. I want in you now . I promise I’ll make it up to you tonight when you come to me; I’ll want you all night if only to prove to that swindler that you’re mine.”
“Don’t you dare!” She snapped when he flashed his sexy grin, and gathered her garments until her dress was high around her waist. He kissed her neck, and wet her skin with his tongue. “Take me up stairs, and you can have me.” She breathed out. Katja liked him far too much, if so little of his touching piqued her interest and she decided she needed him.
“There isn’t time. I want in—for proof.”
“I want you. Isn’t that proof enough?”
“If that suitor wasn’t here to claim you, it would be enough.”
She knew better than to arch her neck for him, but was thankful he nibbled her. His touch was bliss, but she knew better than to let him have her where anyone could see. Without waiting for permission to do anything, he quickly removed himself from his pants, and set his head on the outside of her. Her panties covered her pussy, and he didn’t bother to slip them aside.
He used his feet to bring her legs together, and then pinned her knees where they were before he pushed his head in the space below her apex. He crouched enough to chafe her clit as he pumped his long shaft against her silky panties. In a moment of sanity, she pushed him away while insisting he take her upstairs, but he captured her hands and pinned them to the wall above her head in one tight fist. With his free hand, he held the base of his dick to keep his tip firmly rubbing her sex. Despite her legs together, he buried his shaft between her thighs, crowding his way to her sex. “You’re going to get me in trouble.” She whispered in fear.
“You should worry about what I think, Katja. Soon I’ll be the only man in your life, and the only one you answer to.”
“That isn’t likely.”
“Don’t underestimate me.”
She gasped and gripped his hand tightly that pinned her to the wall, because as he distracted her by talking, he slipped her wet panties to the side, and buried in deep as he slowly leaned into her.
He lied about it not hurting again. He was so thick that he stretched her walls tight with his sizeable girth. It stung as the night before, and somehow felt even more snug. He pinned her flush against the wall, penetrating until his shaft filled her. Then he dropped his forehead to hers, and pressed firmly against her cervix. He brought his other hand up to hers, and spread her arms far apart. She moaned in his ear as he whispered in hers. “You’re mine, Katja. If this doesn’t prove I control your body and movements, I can convince you in several seductive ways.”
She loved how he demanded she’d give herself to him as if she were a craved possession he couldn’t control himself around. She was his weakness, unable to hold back his lust he had for her. As if his cock claimed her as his own, he kept her pinned against the wall with his length buried in her. His tight restraint on her was his proof he belonged in her depth. “Do you want me to show you all the ways I can