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“I’m going to pretend I don’t know English,” he grunts.
I start to apologize and insult him at the same time, and he laughs, so I punch him again, much harder this time, and a dark, fiery glare is right back in his eyes. He grabs my hand and locks our fingers together, and I fight a little to get the upper hand—the man is strong as hell. And easily overpowers me by pinning me to the bed. His knees dig in the mattress, and as I struggle with him, his feral smile is back.
“I like this kitten has claws, makes it much more interesting,” he rasps, his legs on either side of my hips.
“Fuck you,” I bite out.
“I like that your mouth is as sharp as your, how do they say that in English? Cunt.”
I feel my cheeks turning red when the words leave his lips. “What else can I do to make you blush like this?”
“Nothing,” I say through gritted teeth, losing the battle between us. I’m panting under him while he doesn’t break a sweat. “Let me go.”
“After the month is up, you are free to go,” he promises.
I take a deep breath and he watches me while strands of dark, long hair fall in front of his eyes. “Has anyone ever told you, you are beautiful?” My eyes go big, and he seems to get uncomfortable as well. “I didn’t mean, I, fuck,” I whisper.
He runs a hand over his smooth face, not yet putting his weight on top of me while he shakes his head. I push upwards and he cocks his head, looking down at his apparent hard-on.
“This is what you do to me, kitten,” he growls, leaning forward with both his hands sliding under the pillow and boxing me in.
“I don’t know how.”
“How? By saying shit like that,” he purrs, softly trailing his lips over mine. And the smell and scent of him is enough to get me to moan against his upturned mouth.
“What do you remember with him?” he asks, suddenly serious.
“I’m not telling you about that,” I bark out.
“You better tell me, kitten, or else you might not be able to sit tomorrow.”
“You wouldn’t dare,” I spit in his face.
“I like you raising your voice at me. What else can I make you do?” he asks, grabbing my chin and turning my face up. I try to knee him in the balls, but anticipating my every move, the bastard turns me so I’m sitting on top of him now. His hands move to my waist, his fingers leaving bruises while my pussy makes contact with his toned stomach. He purrs when my arousal drips onto his skin.
I bite on my bottom lip. “To tell you the truth,” I sigh, “I can’t remember what happened between me and him.”
He digs his fingers in my waist and keeps watching me.
I hug myself and feel the tears coming that threaten to spill over when I think about that night. “I know it sounds dumb.”
He shakes his head. “Don’t, Storm, it’s okay, I’m here.”
“I mean…” I place one hand on his throat, and he holds mine with his scarred one. “I always wanted my first time to be special, I know it’s stupid.”
“It’s not,” he promises, the look in his eyes reassuring.
I take a deep breath and he watches me, waiting for me to continue. “I don’t know what happened, but when I woke up the next morning it felt like nothing happened. Except I was lying to myself.” I look away, and he sits up to cup my cheek.
“Tell me.” I spot the anger in his gaze and the way he’s trying to keep his voice level too. As my eyes flash over his face, I know he’s not angry with me, but with the bastard who took so much away.
“I know I can’t tell you to forget it, but remember this as your first time. Remember me, not the fucker that will never, ever…” He trails another hand through my hair, before holding my face between his big hands. “Get to hurt you again, I promise.”
“Okay,” I whisper, feeling better just being here with him. I feel strong, because I’m making him moan like that, I made him pant my name when he came.
He grips the back of my head and drags me closer, his tongue sweeping into my mouth on a low groan, pushing himself against me in the process. My fingers disappear into his long hair. I want him so bad, my whole body aches for him. I’m trembling with desire, and as our tongues dance, fighting for the upper hand and his arms tighten around my body, I know he’s not going to hurt me.
“For a prisoner, you seem like you enjoy this.” He chuckles, staring at my naked breasts.
