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His hand dips under my panties. I bite my tongue when his finger runs along my pussy.

He brings it up to my lip, gently tracing its outline.

“Taste how much you hate me, dolcezza.” He forcefully pushes it into my mouth.

“Tastes like hate, doesn’t it?”

I shoot him a glare, my eyes narrowing with anger.

“Tell me I’m wrong.”

My body trembles under him. I squeeze my eyes shut. I don’t want to look at him, to be put under his spell.

He’s right though. Not that he deserves to know that.

“You’re wrong. That isn’t for you. Trust me.”

My body is on fire as he hooks his fingers under my panties. I instinctively lift my hips to help him. He rewards me with a grin. And, hell, I’ve almost forgotten why I am so annoyed at him.

My mind definitely goes blank the second he slides a finger inside me.

“It’s all for me and it will only ever be for me,” he rasps, his hot breath against my cheek.

“No, it’s not,” I whisper.

My legs open wider as he presses himself against me, his hard cock straining in his pants. Tempting me.

“You don’t want it? Fine,” he murmurs against my lips.

He lets go of my wrists, but I don’t move. Blood pounds in my ears as his cock twitches against me. I inch my hips down so it connects with my clit and I let out a little moan.

As he pulls back, I realize how much I crave the sensation of his touch.

I want to scream out in pure frustration. How does he possess so much power over my body?

He sits back, a coldness on his face. Without hesitation, I sit up and snatch his tie, refusing to let go.

“Wait—”

With a wicked grin, he pushes me back down on the bed. The distinct sound of his belt being unbuckled fills the room.

“Do you think you deserve my cock, angel?” he groans, his hard tip teasing my entrance.

“Fuck, yes,” I pant out.

He slams his fingers inside. A cry escapes my throat, arching my back off the bed. That isn’t what I want.

“Mine,” he growls in my ear.

Right now, I am. In every sense of the word.

“Frankie!”

He curls his fingers, lifting my hips to get a better angle so he can sink them as deep as he can go.

“You want more?”

I desperately nod my head against the pillow, whimpering as he hungrily kisses my neck before pressing his lips forcefully against me. Even like this, he’s consuming me. I’ve never felt so alive.

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