31. Hayden

Cassidy screamsas she bounces on the bed, this half-laugh, half-crazed shriek of excitement. Her limbs flail while she tries to fight me off, to get away from me, but I know she doesn't mean it. Not with the way she's laughing so hard she can barely breathe.

I crawl over the top of her body, pinning her down with my weight, and her wild eyes meet mine. Her cheeks are flushed and her hair's a fucking mess, but I stare an extra second to commit this shit to memory. I never want to forget the way she looks right now, pinned under me and turned the fuck on.

Happy.

She presses her tits into my chest and I reach down and grip the fabric of my shirt, peeling it over her head.

"You have the best rack I've ever seen," I tell her, bending over her to lick one perfect pink nipple before sucking it into my mouth and letting it go with a pop.

Her legs open for me to settle between them, right where the fuck I belong—an invitation if I've ever seen one.

My cock feels like one of those divining rods pointed right at her cunt like it's the fucking fountain of youth, finally found and ready to be claimed.

Shit, I don't even know what I'm saying. It's hard to think with all my blood in my dick.

"You gonna keep talking or are you gonna fuck me, Hitman?" Cassidy reaches up to wrap her fingers around the back of my neck to try to pull me in for a kiss.

"Give me your phone," I tell her, holding back. I know if I give in to what she wants, she'll think she has the upper hand in our relationship.

She doesn't.

She crawls across the bed and reaches onto the nightstand, tossing it at me. I cloned it earlier with my laptop, but I don't want her to know about that. Now that I can see all her calls, texts, and have access to her apps, nothing will stop me from making sure she stays mine for life.

I grip her arm, pulling her face down into my lap, holding her phone in front of her face to unlock it. Then I open the camera, aiming it down at her sprawled out in my lap before hitting record.

Once that"s done, I strip her until she"s naked with my other hand, giving myself a minute to drink in the perfection of her.

Her ass is perfect and round and I grip it, letting my fingers imprint her skin. She coughs to try to hide her moan while she wiggles against me, rubbing herself against my cock through my boxers.

"I know you want my dick, but you"ve been a bad girl, haven"t you?" I say, leaning forward to bite her ass cheek. She yelps and tries to crawl away, but I hold her down with one hand and keep recording with the other. "You"re going to take your punishment first."

She tries to throw her hair over her shoulder to glare at me, but it tangles around her face and she ends up having to blow it away. It doesn"t help and I laugh.

"What"s funny, asshole?"

"You"re just so goddamn cute when you"re trying to fight me."

She opens her mouth to bitch at me again, but I cut her off with a hard slap to her ass, watching as the pink blooms across her skin. She moans instead and grinds against my lap. My cock is painfully hard and leaking all over the damn place in my boxers.

"Fuck," she breathes, her eyes fluttering closed like she needs this as much as I do.

I check the camera, making sure she"s still in the shot. The bite mark I left on her ass is visible on the screen, and a pulse of possessiveness ricochets through my body. My forearm flexes as I grab a handful of her ass again, getting a peek at her dripping pussy. "Look at you," I murmur, unable to tear my gaze away. I do this to her. No matter how many lies her mouth tells me, her body knows the truth.

That I"m the only one that"ll ever be inside of her again.

That she"s already got a dependence on me and it"ll only get worse as time goes on.

My dick"s only inches from sinking inside of her, but I resist because I"m still pissed about the video she made solo while I was on the road. The way she taunted me. I want to do the same to her now, give her a taste of how it feels to be helpless like she made me.

"Smile for the camera, Princess," I tell her, gripping her hair in my fist and gently tugging her head up so she"s looking at the phone screen. Her eyes are watery, her long lashes sticking together as she blinks up at me. She"s wrecked in the absolute best way and I haven"t even put my dick in her yet. "Show them how desperate you are for me. Put on a show."

"Stop," she whines, trying to shake her head, but I hold her still. "You made your point."

"Did I? You couldn"t wait to show off what belongs to me the second I was gone. You taunted me with what I couldn"t have while you let them see you like this." My words are angry, hard and cutting as I let go of her hair to shove two fingers inside of her.

Her lips part like she"s going to argue, but I slap her ass again, my wet fingers sliding across her flesh, and then rub my hand over the hot skin to soothe it.

"I want to fuck you so bad," she says, her voice breathless and needy. "Please, H—"

"No names," I growl, knowing this video"s going up as soon as I"m done and I can"t let myself be identified, as much as I might want to. I want the entire fucking universe to know who"s about to fuck Cassidy Bennett.

I tighten my grip on her hip, keeping her pinned in place. Her whimpers of need are music to my ears, but I'm still too pissed to give in.

"This is what you wanted, isn't it?" I say, my voice low and gravelly. Rough. "To tease me with what you were doing while I was gone? To wind me the fuck up and make me crazy?"

She tries to fight against my hold, but I'm too strong. I move her onto her hands and knees on the bed, yanking my boxers down. Then I fill her up with something much thicker and harder than my fingers. My bare cock slides into her like it was made to be there, her slick pussy welcoming me in.

I don"t bother pretending to wear a condom this time. She"s not paying attention and I fucking hate that thin layer of latex between us.

I check her phone again, confirming she"s still in the hot as hell POV shot before adjusting so I can tighten my grip on her hip.

"Look at me," I command, my voice a low rumble as I thrust into her. She complies, her eyes meeting mine in the mirror across the room. Her lips are parted, her breaths coming in short, sharp gasps as I fill her completely and then stop when I feel her cunt tighten around me like she's about to come.

"This is what happens when you play games," I growl, my fingers digging into her flesh.

She moans, her body twitching rhythmically as I start fucking her again, harder and harder with every thrust. I"m close, my balls tightening with every move, but I hold back, wanting to draw this out as long as I can. Make her suffer the same way she made me. I don't think I'm deterring her from fucking with me again, but the need to be inside of her finally broke me.

"Who"s pussy is this?" I growl. I want to hear her say it, to acknowledge that she"s mine, that she belongs to me. I'll remind her twenty times a day if that's what it takes for it to finally sink in because she's so goddamn stubborn.

"Yours," she pants, her voice barely above a whisper. "Only yours."

I let out a satisfied grunt, my thrusts becoming more erratic as I feel my release building.

I can see it in her eyes, the way they"re glazed over because she's high on me, the way she"s biting her bottom lip to hold back her cries, though fuck knows why. I live for hearing that shit.

I reach down to grab a fistful of her long, tangled hair, tugging her head back so I can see her face. Her mouth is open in a silent scream, her eyes squeezed shut as she chases her release. I want to see it, the moment she breaks apart for me.

"Open your eyes," I order in a voice I barely recognize. I"m so close I have to grit my teeth to keep from exploding. I'm gonna come so hard in about three seconds. "Let me see you fall."

Her eyes snap open, meeting mine in the mirror. I can see the desperation in her gaze, the need for release. I lean forward, my lips brushing against her ear as I speak and play with her clit.

"Come for me, Princess. Now."

She moans, her body tensing as she obeys my command. I can feel her pussy clenching around me, her muscles contracting and gripping me like a fist as she comes apart for me. It"s the hottest fucking thing I"ve ever seen, and it sends me over the edge.

I groan, my release spilling into her as I thrust deep inside one last time. I stay there, breathing hard, letting my boys do their job. Cassidy"s too out of it from how hard I made her come to realize I didn"t wear a condom.

I wonder how long it"s going to take to knock her up. If there"s anything else I can do to make it happen faster.

While I"m still inside of her, I stop the recording and then I click on the OnlyFans app. Cassidy starts to collapse to the bed, but I reach down and hold her up with my hand splayed across her stomach, wanting to keep her ass in the air and to stay inside of her as long as possible.

With one hand, I post the video, loving that all those perverted assholes that comment on her page are about to see once again that she's mine, not theirs. Then I shut down her phone so she won"t think about what I just did. Immense satisfaction pours into every muscle, every bone, knowing I"m one step closer to making it impossible for her to escape me.

I pull out of her slowly, savoring the feeling of her pussy clenching around me, trying to keep me inside. It"s like she doesn"t want to waste a drop, even though she doesn"t know how much of me is deep inside of her right now.

She whimpers at the loss when I pull out, her body still trembling from the aftershocks of her orgasm. I can"t help but smile at the sight of her, completely wrecked and spent because of me. When some of my cum spills out, I use two fingers to push it back in and she squirms but doesn't call me out.

"Fuck, you"re gorgeous," I murmur, leaning down to press a kiss to her shoulder. She shivers beneath me, her skin raised with goosebumps. The urge to touch her, to run my hands over her curves and feel the heat of her skin against my palms is overwhelming, so I don't hold back.

I pull her up onto her hands and knees, positioning her so that she"s facing the mirror across the room. She looks up at me in the glass as I reach for her hair, gathering it up in my fist and tugging gently.

"Watch," I command, my voice rough. Her body tenses beneath my touch, but she doesn"t look away from the mirror. The flush spreads across her chest and I trace my fingers over the curve of her shoulder, watching as her skin pebbles everywhere my fingers roam. She"s still trembling, her body spent and exhausted from the pleasure I"ve given her.

Me.

"Do you see what you do to me?" I murmur. "What I do to you? You drive me fucking wild, Cass. I"m unhinged over you."

She doesn"t respond, her eyes still fixed on our reflection in the mirror. I can see the questions in her gaze, but I don"t answer them. Instead, I say, "No more videos without me or next time you won"t like what I do nearly as much as this."

She opens her mouth and I tug on her hair, so fucking over her stubbornness. "And I"m done fucking around. You"re moving in here. Tonight." I grin at her in the mirror, a feral expression on my face I don't think I've ever worn before. "How else am I going to make sure you're addicted to me?"