Kristen smiles and grabs Danny's shirt before leaning up on her toes and kissing him hard. Then steps back, " that was for me too"
He freezes, her kiss lingering like a brand. His hand twitches at his side, fingers curling into a fist before forcing them to relax. His gaze locks onto hers, dark and unreadable for a heartbeat—then he huffs a sharp laugh, shaking his head. "About damn time you took what you wanted." He steps back, putting deliberate distance between them, but his voice stays low, rough around the edges. "Just remember—next time you do that, I won’t be playing therapist. Understood?"
her eyes go dark," don't say things you don't mean Danny"
His jaw tightens, the muscle flickering as he meets her gaze head-on. The distance between them crackles with unspoken tension, his voice dropping to a gravel-edged warning. I don’t say things I don’t mean. That’s your ex’s specialty, not mine. He takes a deliberate step forward, closing the gap she created, his eyes boring into hers.," You kissed me. Now own the consequences. Or step back. But don’t test me unless you’re ready for the answer."
Kristen looks up at him with a raised eyebrow, " can you give me what I really want, the rough dominate, in control, take no prisoners kind of rough that I'm wanting or are you wanting to step back now?"
He doesn’t blink, doesn’t flinch. His voice comes low, stripped bare of any pretense.," Try me and find out. But know this—if I take you, it won’t be a game. It’ll be a claim. And I don’t let go of what’s mine." His hand rises, fingers brushing her jawline, thumb pressing just hard enough to tilt her chin up. "Still want to play?"
she grins and kisses him again instead of answering
His hand snaps to the back of her neck, fingers tangling in her hair as he kisses her back—hard, possessive, all restraint shattered. When he breaks away, his breath ghosts over her lips, voice raw. "That’s your answer, then." He steps back abruptly, stripping off his jacket and tossing it aside, eyes never leaving hers. "Last chance to walk away, Kristen. Once I start, I won’t stop until you’re screaming my name."
she growls as he kisses her possessively her body already aching for more as she pants staring at him "never"
A feral grin splits his face as he closes the distance again, one hand gripping her hip hard enough to bruise while the other fists in her hair, yanking her head back to expose her throat." Then beg for it. Loud. Let me hear how much you need this." His teeth graze her pulse point, voice a dark promise. "Or should I make you?"
she cries out in pleasure as her head is yanked back. Her eyes grow hooded her breath coming out in a gasp as his teeth scraped her throat. She lifted her eyes and dared to whisper, "make me"
A dark laugh rumbles in his chest as he spins her around, slamming her back against the wall. His knee forces her legs apart, pinning her in place as his mouth crashes down on hers again—all teeth and tongue and barely leashed hunger. When he pulls back, his voice is a growl against her lips. "You’ll regret those words before I’m done with you." His hand slides down to her throat, not squeezing—just holding, a silent reminder of who’s in control. "Now. Say it. Who do you belong to tonight?"
she feels her breath catch as he slams her against the wall and pins her in place his knee slipping between hers making her moan loud and low, when his hand moves to her throat as he questions her she says huskily "fuck, you do Danny"
His grip tightens just enough to make her gasp, eyes blazing with dark satisfaction." Damn right." He drags her away from the wall, spinning her toward the bed with a rough shove. His voice drops to a predatory purr. "On your knees. Now. Show me how badly you want this." He unbuckles his belt with deliberate slowness, the leather sliding free with a sharp hiss. "And if you hesitate, I’ll make you wait until you’re begging. Choose."
Kristen moves to her knees quickly, licking her lips as she watched him, dripping wet her eyes dark with desire
He fists a hand in her hair, dragging her closer until his cock brushes her lips. His other hand tilts her chin up, thumb pressing against her bottom lip to force her mouth open." No teasing. Take me deep, or I’ll fuck that pretty throat until you choke. Your choice." His voice is steel wrapped in velvet, daring her to disobey.
she grins her tongue slipping out to lick the slit of his cock taking the drop of precum there greedily, before taking him in her mouth her tongue swirling around the head of his cock before taking him down her throat , gagging, then pulling back to take a breath. Her eyes locked on his as they watered and her make-up began to smear
A sharp hiss escapes him as she takes him deep, his grip tightening in her hair. His hips jerk forward instinctively before he forces himself still, muscles straining with restraint. "Fuck—that’s it. No mercy." His thumb strokes her cheek, smearing her ruined makeup as he watches her gag, his voice rough with approval." Look at you. Taking it like you were made for this. Deeper. Now." He pushes her head down firmly, holding her there until her throat flutters around him.
Kristen relaxes in his grip as he pushes her down on his cock swallowing rapidly as her hands come up to rest against his thighs her tongue working the underside of his cock
A low groan tears from his throat as she swallows around him, his free hand clamping down on her shoulder to keep himself from thrusting. His voice comes out ragged, strained with the effort to stay controlled. "Good girl. Just like that." He pulls her off with a wet pop, tilting her face up to meet his gaze, pupils blown wide." Now tell me—what do you want next? Say it. Loud. Or I walk."
she licks her lips before replying," I want you to fuck me hard and claim me as yours in everyway Danny ....please"
His eyes flash, a predator scenting surrender. He yanks her up by the hair, tossing her onto the bed with a force that makes the frame creak. Stalking over her, he rips her jeans down her hips, fingers digging into her thighs as he spreads her wide. "You’ll get what you asked for." His voice drops to a growl as he leans in, teeth scraping her inner thigh." And you’ll fucking remember who gave it to you." Without warning, he drives into her, hard and deep, a single brutal thrust that steals her breath. "Scream for me. Let the whole hotel hear who owns you tonight."
she gasps as she is thrown on the bed , amazed at his strength, before her eyes widened as he ripped her jeans off "fuuckk" a moan falls from her lips as he crawls on top of her spreading her legs, taking her breath, away as he slams inside her making her scream. Her hands come up. One to his back and the other to the back of his neck. Her head falls back and her legs wrap around his hips tightly, " DANNY! FUCK!"
The sound of her scream ignites something primal in him, his hips snapping forward with punishing force. His hand fists in her hair again, wrenching her head back to expose her throat as he drives into her, each thrust deliberate, brutal. "That’s it. Louder." His teeth sink into her shoulder, marking her as his voice rasps against her skin." Every scream, every mark—proof you’re mine. Now come for me. I won’t stop until you do."
she screams and moans with every thrust and then looses it when he bites down hard on her shoulder marking her, her body cumming hard at his order, her walls clenching and unclenching his cock in a tight unforgiving merciless heat. Wave after wave of sheer blinding pleasure washes over her
He growls against her skin as she shatters, his rhythm faltering for just a heartbeat before he redoubles his pace, driving into her with relentless precision. His hand slides down to grip her hip, fingers digging in hard enough to leave bruises as he chases his own release. "That’s it—take it. Every fucking inch." His voice breaks on a ragged groan, hips stuttering as he spills deep inside her, teeth clamping down on her collarbone to muffle his own shout. When he finally stills, breath coming hard, he pulls back just enough to meet her gaze, eyes blazing with undisguised possession. "Mine. Say it."
she collapses back against the bed body trembling "I'm yours Danny only yours"
He catches her chin, forcing her to hold his gaze as he slowly pulls out, a low hum of approval vibrating in his chest. "Good girl." His thumb brushes over her swollen lips, voice dropping to a rough whisper. "Don’t forget it." He collapses beside her, dragging her against his chest, one arm locked around her waist like a steel band. His heartbeat hammers against her back, sweat-slick skin sticking together as he nips at her ear. "Sleep. You’ll need it. This isn’t over."
Her gaze locks with his as he says, "good girl", her face flushing with pleasure at his praise. She smiles and lays her head on his chest letting his heart beat lull her to sleep with its steady rhythm.
His fingers trace idle patterns over her hip, the other arm still anchoring her firmly against him. His breath evens out slowly, but his grip doesn’t loosen—if anything, it tightens possessively whenever she shifts. The room smells of sex and sweat, the AC humming faintly as he finally speaks, voice rough with exhaustion and satisfaction. "You did well tonight." A pause, then quieter, almost to himself:" Too well." His lips brush her shoulder, the bite mark already purpling. "Rest. Tomorrow’s yours to command. But tonight..." A low chuckle. "Tonight you’re mine to keep."