Veil System: Running a Model, High-End Escort and Marriage Agency
Chapter 41: Dominance & Surrender **

Chapter 41: Dominance & Surrender **

Justin didn’t give Chloe a chance to breathe. His hands slid down her thighs, gripping them firmly as he hoisted her off the ground. A gasp tore from her lips, her arms instinctively wrapping around his shoulders while her legs locked around his waist.

"Justin—" her voice was breathless, trembling.

"Shh," he murmured, his grip tightening, pressing her against him.

Her heart pounded as he carried her effortlessly, her back meeting the cool surface of the wall. He held her there like she weighed nothing, muscles flexing as he adjusted his stance.

"Take me," she whispered, reaching between them.

Justin inhaled sharply as she guided hia dick inside, the heat of her vagina enveloping him inch by inch. His breath came out in a ragged groan, his forehead pressing to hers as he bottomed out.

"Fuck—" Chloe’s fingers dug into his shoulders, her body molding to his.

His grip on her thighs tightened possessively, keeping her pinned against the wall as he started moving. Each thrust sent a jolt through her, her body bouncing slightly with the force of it. She clung to him, helpless to do anything but take what he gave her.

"You feel that?" His voice was rough, his breath hot against her lips. "No one else gets you like this. No one else ever will."

"I— I know Justin, no one has ever satisfied me, ahhh~~ been feeling this deep need that led me to you!" She whimpered, the pressure inside her building with every deep stroke.

"And this isn’t going to be your last, Chloe, you’re mine now!"

Justin moved faster, his hips snapping forward, pressing her harder against the wall. Each movement was precise, relentless. The wet sounds of their bodies filled the space, mingling with her moans and his ragged breaths.

Then he shifted. One hand snaked between them, fingers finding her most sensitive spot. He rubbed slow, teasing circles at first before matching the pace of his thrusts.

"J-Justin—oh, God—" Chloe’s head fell back against the wall, her body tightening around him.

"That’s it," he growled, voice dripping with possession. "Let me feel you."

The pleasure coiled tighter, unbearable, her body tensing as she teetered on the edge. His lips brushed her jaw, his breath hot against her skin.

"Come for me, Chloe." He could feel her walls that tighten.

His words shattered her. She cried out, her body arching, muscles convulsing as waves of pleasure crashed through her. Her walls clenched around him, gripping him like a vice.

"Fuck—" Justin groaned, his hold bruising as he buried himself deep..A final thrust, and he was gone—his body tensing as he spilled into her, his breath shuddering against her neck.

They stayed locked together, bodies trembling, foreheads pressed together, breaths mingling. His grip loosened just enough for her feet to touch the floor, but he didn’t let go.

"You feel that?" he murmured against her lips, a smirk curving his mouth. "That’s what it means to be mine."

And Chloe, still dazed, breathless, and utterly wrecked, could only nod. But they were far from done, even as she was breathless and tired, she still wanted more, to satisfy the years of frustration.

Justin knew what she wanted, he held Chloe pinned against the wall, her body wrapped around him, helpless under his relentless pace. Each thrust sent jolts of pleasure through her, her breath hitching with every deep stroke.

Her nails raked down his back, her strength faltering as exhaustion started creeping in. She had already come once, her body trembling, but Justin wasn’t done.

"J-Justin," she gasped, her head lolling back, sweat glistening on her skin.

"I know," he murmured, his lips grazing her throat, teasing. "You’re tired. But I’m not letting you go yet since you still want more."

"Yes, I want more, don’t dare stop, ahhh~" Chloe moaned weakly, her thighs trembling around his waist. She could barely hold herself up anymore. Justin sensed it, felt the way her body clung to his, desperate, spent.

With one swift motion, he pulled out and turned, carrying her across the room.

She barely had time to register what was happening before her back met the desk, the cool surface a sharp contrast to their burning heat. Justin stayed standing between her legs, spreading them wider, keeping her completely at his mercy.

"Stay with me, Chloe." His voice was hoarse, full of something raw and possessive.

Her lips parted, eyes heavy, unfocused, but she nodded.

A smirk tugged at his lips before he slammed back inside, filling her again, pulling a strangled moan from her throat. Her body jerked at the sensation of his full length, her legs wrapping weakly around his waist, but she had no more strength to move on her own.

Justin took over. His hands gripped her hips, angling her just right, his thrusts slow but impossibly deep, making her feel every inch of him.

"Look at me," he demanded.

She forced her eyes open, half-lidded, dazed.

"This," he murmured, his forehead pressing against hers, "this is what we could have. You and me. Together, we could own everything."

Her breath hitched, her fingers barely gripping his arms, body trembling as she felt herself unravel again. Justin felt it too. Her walls fluttering, tightening, pulling him deeper.

His pace quickened, his hand finding her clit again, rubbing in slow, torturous circles.

"J-Justin—"

"I know, baby. Give it to me."

His words were the final push.

Chloe’s back arched violently, a silent scream stuck in her throat as pleasure crashed into her, consuming her whole. Her body convulsed, thighs quaking, her vision blurring as a wave of euphoria left her completely wrecked.

Justin followed right after, a deep groan tearing from his chest as he buried himself one last time, his release spilling inside her.

His grip on her hips turned almost bruising, his body shuddering from the force of his climax.

For a long moment, neither of them moved, only their ragged breaths filling the room. Chloe’s body slumped completely, her strength gone.

Justin pulled back slightly, watching as her lashes fluttered, her lips parted, her entire body boneless and weak beneath him.

A slow smirk tugged at his lips.

"Tired?" he whispered, brushing a damp strand of hair from her face.

Chloe tried to speak, but nothing came out. She was awake—but too drained to answer.

Justin chuckled, satisfaction dripping from his voice. "Yeah. That’s what I thought."

Without another word, he scooped her up into his arms, her body limp, completely surrendered to him.

She curled against his chest, her breathing slow, deep.

Justin kissed her temple, holding her close as he carried her away, completely, undeniably his.