PLAY ME by Melissande Page B

hearing, uttered in a harsh bark as he emphasized who was in control here.
    It sure wasn't her.
    And she was beginning to come. Helplessly her hips rocked, forcing her pussy against the rough carpet, her thighs scraping the fibers while she begged silently for mercy, for release, even as his big dick burned inside her ass and she—
    Screamed. Helplessly spiraling up and up, understanding that of all the men she'd ever had sex with, only this one owned her. Made her be someone else.
    "I will fuck you until we both go blind," he warned. "Until you are so sore and I am so sore we are both screaming for mercy, got that? I will never—" He thrust even harder for emphasis "Never—" Another powerful thrust "—ever stop. You can't dominate me, Dani. You can't own me, but I already own you. You are mine, and you can't—" Thrust "—control" Thrust "—anything."  
    He halted then, winding desire around her like a collar, making it hard to breathe until she…couldn't…
    "Please," she begged. Feeling him so hard and huge inside her, unable to move, imprisoned on the knife edge of passion so painfully delicious— "Please…" She groaned from deep inside her.
    "Nothing," he growled in her ear. "There is nothing you can do but take it," he threatened.
    And for an endlessly painful second, he drew the need out on a string that would kill them both, his cock inside her ass getting even bigger. Harder.
    Her breath was a hitching, desperate gasp, and she couldn't find her voice—
    The he slammed inside her.
    And shouted.
    While Dani wailed a thin, high scream of intense, dying, murderously beautiful ecstasy. She felt her body gathering for an orgasm so powerful she was sure she would faint—
    Then Sam pulled out of her.
    And flipped her over, leaving her hovering helplessly on the pinnacle, just below the peak where she would fly over—
    "Now," he said savagely, his eyes fierce as a hawk's. "We do it my way."
    "What?" She couldn't think straight, strung so tight on the brutal edge of need that she wanted to scream at him, to rake her nails over his skin, to plow a fist into that gorgeous, smug face.
    "Fuck you." She shoved at his chest, so furious with him that she thought she could kill him in that instant.
    But he only imprisoned her wrists again.
    And sat on her. He weighed a ton, all cocky, outraged male.
    His dick stood up high and hard and proud, the ruddy head, the veins engorged on his shaft, his balls drawn up so tight she knew he had to be aching, too.
    She couldn't read his expression. Her chest heaved with a welter of emotions threatening to explode from her.
    But he looked just as affected.
    Abruptly he let his head fall, his shoulders sagging as he battled the maelstrom of fury and longing, the shifting battle between them.
    But still he held her down.
    Still she ached with unspent passion.
    Slowly his head rose, and he studied her, his expression as solemn as it was fierce.
    Her nerves were wire-tight and screaming, wondering what he was thinking, why had he stopped just when—
    At last he spoke. "I don't know why you're so afraid of tenderness," he said gently. "And I shouldn't have let you goad me into losing my temper." He bent and tenderly kissed the corner of her mouth. "Are you hurt?" Sincere regret shone from his eyes.
    Desperately she clung to who she could afford to be. "Pleasure and pain are closely related, right?" She forced a smirk to her lips.
    "Don't." His eyes narrowed. "Stop fighting me, Dani." His expression was disappointed."You're not a coward."
    "You don't know me well enough to say who I am."  
    "I know you better than you think." His eyes were full of tenderness and a strange vulnerability that frightened her worse than she could bear. "Get off me." She bucked her hips to topple him, but he was solid as a rock, unmovable as a boulder.
    So she went for the feminine. "You're hurting me." though he wasn't.
    He only shook his head. "I'm not. And I'm tired of fighting you." Slowly he let go of one