Again and again he thrust up into me, until his c**k was slick with my juices and I was moaning and twisting at the chains. I was on the verge of o****m when my throat was suddenly choked. I gasped, feeling the thick leather collar pull my head back.
“Don’t you dare come without telling me,” he whispered. “You know that, Chloe.”
“Please—” I gasped. The collar was tight around my neck. He’d hooked his fingers into the back. That’s why he’d had me leave space.
“I’m going to ride you now,” he said. “You see how this collar pulls you?”
I nodded, gulping.
“I’m going to take you the way I want you,” he growled. My heart skipped as he spoke. “And when I shoot into you, then you can come. Understood?”
“Understood,” I whispered.
He yanked my collar back and I felt myself pulled
