‘Marlowe. This is what I want, remember? I want to know what gets you off. You told me you don’t know but I think you do.’

She’s silent for a moment. Unfortunately for her, I have no compunction about weaponising my dick, so I pull out and slam in, harder than I have so far. Jeeeeeeesus, that’s good.

The impact has her eyes flying open. ‘Well? What do you like about that scenario?’ For good measure, I dip my head to pull a pretty pink nipple into my mouth and suck hard. It has the advantage of removing what she might deem excessive eye contact, too.

‘Oh, God,’ she stutters.

‘I’m waiting,’ I say with my mouth full.

‘Um. I want you to give me orders like that.’

I hum my approval, because this little nipple is too good to neglect. It’s so hard as I roll it around with my tongue. ‘Go on,’ I mumble.

‘I like the idea of being at your beck and call.’ Her entire body arches under me, into me, as she says it, and I know she’s being honest.

She’s beautiful, she begs, and she’s naturally submissive. Fuck me, I think I’m getting even harder. I pull off her nipple and rear up so I can brace myself on both elbows and really give it to her.

‘Damn right you’ll be at my beck and call.’ Fuck. ‘You’ll be mine every single fucking way I can have you. You have no clue how hard I’ll work you. On your knees, on your back, any fucking way I want, when I want.’ I piston my hips into her over and over. Attempting to withhold my own finish is a special kind of hell, but as I grit out the words, as I fuck her over and over, I’m rewarded with a special kind of heaven, too: the sight of Marlowe unravelling in real time beneath me.

Her face is growing more anguished as she chases the climax she swore she couldn’t have, her thrashes more violent and useless and desperate. I doubt she’s aware of it, but she’s clinging to my shoulder with one hand as she digs the fingernails of the other into my arse. She’s a cowgirl employing her own brand of spurs, and I’m her lucky, lucky ride.

It’s not her fault. She may not usually come this way, but she’s never been fucked by Brendan Sullivan before, and she probably hasn’t been subject to my brand of dirty talk—or dirty promises, rather.