𝐓𝐨𝐧𝐲 𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐃𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬

Possessive "!"

Tony tightens his grip on your arm when you try to squirm away as he drags you down the secluded hallway. You weren't sure why he was so upset. Everything was going fine, everyone seemed to be enjoying themselves as Tony was making his rounds around the place to make sure he was able to talk to all those who were interested in making deals.

He had just started negotiating another deal when he saw you across the room, by the bar, with a man caressing your arm and laughing. What the fuck?

He cuts the conversation short and walks straight to you, grabbing your arm and pulling you away before you have a chance to protest, or excuse yourself. He wasted no time in dragging you out to the car, speeding through the city to get you home and into his bed.

"Why are you so upset?" You question when you finally free your arm from his grip. "I was doing what you asked me to do."

"No." He flares his nostrils. "I asked you to be polite, not to flirt and engage in a full conversation with a man who was only thinking about fucking you!"

You furrow your brow in confusion. That man didn't want to fuck you. He was just being kind. "I wasn't flirting, Tony."

Your words just worked him up more. He's quick to flip you around and roll up the back of your dress. You are met with a loud smack, which is immediately followed by a sensation of heat and stinging on your cheek. You involuntarily moan.

"I'm the only one that can look at you like that. The only one who can touch you, make you laugh, and have your pretty little cunt wrapped around my cock." He accentuates each phrase with a harsh slap. "Understood?"

You whimper out a meek 'yes', but that's not enough for Tony, so he lands another smack on your already red cheek.

"Yes! I understand" You cry out, clit throbbing with need.

Tony rips your panties to shreds, manhandling you until he's got your legs wrapped around his waist, pressing you against the cool wall. Lining his cock up with your entrance, he thrusts up, not giving you any time to adjust as he sets his brutal pace.

He towers over you as he fucks you. Making you feel so small, his big hands hold your hips, moving you how he wants, using you for his pleasure. Your jaw drops, eyes screwed shut at the intensity. His heavy grunts fill the hallway.

"You've already gone dumb, huh?" He says in a mocking tone.

You whine at his words, your nails digging into his back to keep yourself upright. He brings one hand up to your throat, squeezing enough to make your head dizzy. His other hand grips your thigh so tight, you're sure it'll leave a bruise. But you love it, you want to be covered in his marks,

"Who owns your pussy, baby?" His deep voice makes a new wave of arousal wash over you.

"Y-You! You own me!" You moan, throwing your head back against the wall.

Tony takes the opportunity to kiss down your neck, sucking dark bruises as he makes his way down to your chest, pulling the top of your dress down till your tits spill out. A gasp leaves your lips when he sucks your nipple into his mouth, tongue circling around the hardened nub before gently biting and tugging on it.

You can feel your orgasm quickly building up; Tony feels it as well and deepens his movements, kissing your cervix with every thrust. It's overwhelming how good he's making you feel.

"Right there. God, Tony, please don't stop." He pulls away from your chest, resting his forehead against yours. His hot breathes fans against your lips, eyes locked with yours. You grab his face and kiss him, feeling his push his tongue past your lips to massage against yours.

"I can feel your little pussy squeezing me. Make a mess, soak me." He says, pulling away to push two fingers into your mouth, which you instantly suck on. Once they're coated with your spit, he brings them down your swollen clit, rubbing quick circles that makes you scream out in pleasure.

Your orgasm hits you hard, causing your legs to shake around his waist, mouth agape, eyes rolled back to your head as he coaxes you through it at a breakneck pace. Your arousal coating his dress shirt, making it almost see through. One orgasm blends into another, and it's all too much, but Tony doesn't care, and you're far too gone to make any protests.

"I'm gonna cum, princess. Fill your little pussy up, fuck a baby into you." He feels you clench at his words, a smirk decorating his face. "You'd like that, huh? Wanna be bred? Be nice and round with my fucking baby?" The filth just rolls off his tongue, and another orgasm rips through you at the thought of him breeding you.

Your unexpected orgasm brings him to his release, dropping his face to your neck with a groan as he empties himself inside you, coating your velvet walls. His seed seeps out of your cunt as he prolongs his high, slow thrusts to feel you clench with aftershocks.

He places gentle kisses on your neck, making his way up to your lips. You both hiss as he pulls out, feeling the cool air hit your bare cun causes you to shiver. He kisses you three times and places his forehead on yours with a breathy laugh

"D'you think you can walk?" He asks as he unwraps your legs from his waist, gently placing you on the ground. Your legs wobble as you try to stand on your own, feeling Tony wrap his arm around you to keep you from falling.

"No. I can barely feel my legs."you say, clutching his arm..

"Good." He says with a smirk, "Now let's go back out there so everyone can see who you belong to."