She shrieked. She bucked. She cried. She pleaded for me to stop. She begged for me to keep going. I sent her spiraling through her mind, unable to stop tumbling head over end. Dropping the belt at my feet with a loud thump, I stood directly behind her, rubbing my cock between the valley of her ass cheeks.

“Baby,” I ground out between clenched teeth. Oh shit…

I’d lost my grasp on control. Two rough pumps of my hand spelled the end of me, and I spilled all over her backside. Breathing way too fucking fast, I pummeled her cunt with one hand and rubbed my cum into her silky smooth skin with the other. This took the idea of finger painting to new heights. She arched her spine, screeching a plea for mercy that collided with Jax’s quiet grunts of release.

And my dick wasn’t done yet, apparently. A sexually charged dungeon of sin existed between these walls, and I was the warden. Before I made the mistake of thrusting into her, I released her arms and legs with jittery fingers, drawing noisy breaths that surely sucked all the fucking oxygen from the room.

Jax sent me a stricken expression before he left without saying a single word. Shit. After this, we would have stuff to deal with, but right now I had my hands full. Literally. I couldn’t keep them off her gorgeous ass.

She’d spread her arms out like wings, spent from the torment I’d unleashed onto her body, but also panting with the need to come. She pushed her ass even further into my palms, moaning, practically begging me to fuck her.

“Please,” she gasped. “I need to come. Don’t leave me like this.”

I wanted to give her what she wanted; my cock inside her and the air splintering with her cries of pleasure. But this was meant to be a punishment, and I’d already fucked up once when it came to her. I strode to the dresser, grabbed the white bag Jax had given me, and pulled out the instructions.

“Says here I can’t fuck you bareback for a few days.” I let out a low curse. “I’m not about to knock you up.” I helped her to her feet, and something about the way her skirt cascaded to shield her body irritated the fuck out of me. I wanted to rip that flowing material to shreds. Instead, I shoved the bag and the paper into her shaking hands then twirled her around toward the bathroom. “I want you on those pills pronto. And be sure to take the morning after pill too. Get cleaned up,” I ordered, smacking her ass.

Go, I mentally screamed, before I did something stupid…again.

17. Aftershocks - Alex

17. AFTERSHOCKS - ALEX