The Master Programmer-Chapter 108: Dark Deals in the Daylight 3

"Ahhnn~~!" The sudden intrusion made her cry out, a sound that was half-pain, half-pleasure. He began to move, his hips driving into hers with a relentless rhythm that spoke of his need to claim her.

Veronica’s nails dug into his shoulders, leaving marks that would surely bruise. Her head thrashed back and forth as she tried to fight the sensations overwhelming her, but it was no use. Her body was his to command, and it responded to him with an eagerness that she couldn’t deny.

"You love it," he whispered in her ear, his breath hot and ragged. "You love when I fuck you hard."

"I hate you," she panted, her voice barely above a whisper as she quivered due to his touch.

"Say it again," he demanded, his thrusts growing more forceful. "Say you hate me."

"I h—ahh~~ h–hate you," she moaned, her voice a broken plea.

He leaned in closer, his teeth nipping at her earlobe. "Then why do you keep coming back for more?"

The question was a knife twisting in her heart, and she had no answer. Or maybe she did. She already knew the answer. Her orgasm crashed over her like a tidal wave, her body convulsing around him as she screamed his name.

"Jason~~!!" Veronica screamed out loud.

Jason kissed her on her neck. "Your skin is so soft and warm. It’s the perfect canvas for me to paint my love and affection on you. Every stroke of my brush will leave you longing for more."

Jason pulled out, spinning her around to face the wall, watching as she trembled, holding onto it. He pulled her backwards, bending her over, his hands firm on her hips as he entered her from behind. The angle was deep, and she felt every inch of him, the sensation bordering on pain but still oh-so-good.

"Oh my god~~!!" she moaned out, her voice muffled by the wall.

"You’re going to cum for me," he ordered, his voice a gruff growl. "Again and again," Jason grunted, leaving marks on her back and making her ass turn pink as his crotch slapped onto it while he fucked her thoroughly from behind.

It didn’t take long for his command to come true. He told her to cum, and she did just that. Time lost all meaning as he took her, his strokes punctuated by the sound of skin slapping against skin and their mingled groans of pleasure. She came once, twice, three times, her climaxes rolling over her like waves on a stormy sea.

With each orgasm, Veronica felt a little more of herself slip away until she was nothing but a creature of desire, a vessel for his pleasure. She didn’t know how much more she could take, but she knew she didn’t want it to end.

"You can’t resist me, Veronica. You and I are perfect together," After saying those words, he smirked, and she looked at him in a daze.

Finally, he pulled out, spinning her around to face him. He lifted her into his arms, carrying her to the bed. He laid her down on the bed, his clothes now discarded, his cock still hard and slick with their combined juices.

"I’m going to make you understand," he murmured, his eyes burning with intensity. "You’ll understand just how obsessed you are with me. Just how obsessed I am with you. Just how well we fit together."

A double meaning. Fitting in well together. She would understand, would she not?

Jason began to kiss her, his lips moving down her body in a trail of fire. Veronica watched, her body feeling all sorts of ecstasy as he tasted her, his tongue delving into her mouth, tracing the curve of her neck, her breasts, and her stomach. When he reached her pussy, she was already soaking wet with juices that came from both of their movements by now, her body aching for his touch.

He feasted on her, his tongue flicking and teasing until she was bucking against his face, her hands buried in his hair. And soon enough it was too late for her. With the rolling back of her eyes, she came again.

"Jason, please wait… I n-need to go to work," she said, her body all sweaty and messed up. But Jason did not care. Not in the slightest. He merely trailed some kisses up her body again, looking deep into her eyes, and she held his gaze like a deer in headlight, unable to move away. And when he finally slid back inside her, it was with a gentle, almost tender motion that made her eyes fill with tears.

"Nghhh~~!!" Veronica moaned out loud, her arms finding their way around Jason’s body, pulling him towards her.

Jason whispered sweet nothings in her ear as he delivered punishing strokes. "You’re mine, Veronica. Don’t you ever forget it?"

Their bodies moved together, each thrust and caress deep and meaningful as Jason and Veronica kissed and melted into each other even more. She came again, her body shaking with the force of her release with her coming all over Jason and the sheets below.

"Ahhhngg~~!!!" Veronica screamed, her nails digging into Jason’s back and scratching it, leaving some deep marks. As Jason felt her pulsating on his cock, a smirk came to his lips. The Sex God Method was incredible. And now so was he. She looked thoroughly wasted now.

But he wasn’t done with her yet.

He rolled her over, positioning her on all fours, his hands on her hips as he entered her from behind. He fucked her with a fierce passion that was almost violent, their bodies slamming together in a cacophony of need and desire.

"You’re mine," he repeated, his voice a growl that seemed to come from deep within his chest. "MINE! Say it!"

"Yours," she sobbed, her voice barely audible through the sheets she was using to shield her face from his sight. "Always yours. Yours! Yours!! Ahh~~!! Jason~~!!!"

And as she came again, screaming his name into the pillow, she knew it was true. She was his, no matter what he did, no matter how much it hurt. This was their twisted, passionate reality, and she couldn’t escape it even if she wanted to.

It seemed hearing her say those words was all it took for Jason to feel the buildup finally crash out of him. With a groan, the man released his seed inside her, shaking and convulsing as he thrust his cock as deep inside her as he could as if trying to plaster his seed in the deepest place possible.

As the final tremors of pleasure subsided, Jason collapsed on top of her, his body heavy with satisfaction. He wrapped his arms around her, holding her close as he whispered sweet nothings into her ear, his breathing slowly returning to normal.

Sex was a powerful thing, and the time during and after sex was probably the most powerful for suggestions. After all, sex was an experience in which people’s conscious defences were lowered due to the focus on the sexual experience and the stimuli. Certain clusters of actions can have a significant impact on enhancing pleasure and deepening intimacy.

Jason had been strategically using his language to put her in certain mental states knowing that her unconscious defences were lowered. He was doing so much more though at that moment. Mirroring her breathing patterns, creating open-ended sentences and questions and then also using sensory-rich language describing her sensations, all of it was meant to make her extremely into it.

He had also been giving her this idea of being his, something that was surely going to be part of her belief system from now on, as long as he reinforced it. She was not allowed to get away from him.

Veronica lay there, her eyes dazed. What the hell just happened? She had never had sex like that. Never in her life. Feeling Jason kiss the top of her head lovingly, she felt a warmth coming to her heart and she trailed her hands on his that were holding onto her from behind.

She smiled at that moment. Jason was someone so important to her now. She could never run away from it. When it came to Jason, she was utterly, completely, and irrevocably his.

Right then, as they lay there, she remembered the reason why they were fighting in the first place. He had just come back from fucking another woman! This bastard. He didn’t even clean himself up before doing that!

She glared at him half-heartedly, but the corners of her mouth twitched upward. "You’re infuriating."

"Yet here you are," he said, his voice teasing. He pressed a kiss to her forehead before stepping back. "Come on. We’re late."

"Late for what?" she asked, still breathless.

"Work," he replied, smirking. "There’s a lot to do today. And I think it’s time to solve your company’s little problem."

Veronica raised an eyebrow, following him as he walked to the door. "You have a plan?"

Jason glanced over his shoulder, his smirk widening. "You’ll see."

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