Page 63 of Takeover
"Harder,” I demanded.
I wanted him deeper, wanted him harder.I wanted him to fuck me like he'd been dreaming about.
He fisted my hair and turned my head so he could make eye contact."Say it, Gwen."
He throbbed inside me and had me melting as I arched my hips against his.
"What?"I gasped.
"Mine," he growled."Say it."
"Yours," I whispered.
He pushed into me slowly again."Good girl," he groaned as his cock buried inside me.
He pulled out and pushed in a second time."Mine," he hissed again.
I nodded, my eyes wide as I felt him push in a third time."Yes, yours," I gasped, and my body shook as he pushed inside of me.
"Mmm," he moaned."Say it one more time."
"Yours," I gasped as he thrust into me.
His pace quickened, and he grunted, "Fuck, Gwen."
"Please, Atticus," I whimpered as I felt him thrust into me harder.
"Please what, baby?"
"Please, don't stop."
Gasps escaped my lips.His cock was so deep inside of me, hitting my G-spot with every thrust.
He groaned, "Fuck, I'm not gonna stop."He leaned down and kissed me, and I could taste my own arousal on his tongue.
"Yours," I panted.
"That's it," he murmured.
"Yours," I moaned again.
He slammed into me."Say my fucking name."
"Atticus."His thrusts were getting harder and faster.
"Say it again."
"Atticus!"
I moved my hands to the desk and pushed back against him.I cried out when he thrust harder into me.
He slid his hand between my thighs and found my clit again.I groaned at the feeling of his fingers stroking over my clit.He slid his thumb over the sensitive bud, and I cried out.
"Holy fucking shit,” he groaned as he rubbed my clit again and again.
My body was shaking, and my pussy muscles started to clench around him."Oh, God, Atticus,” I moaned.
"That's it, baby.Come on my cock."
