Page 61 of Pretty Like A Devil


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Aspen didn’t speak, but she needed to. I was all about consent when it came to her.

“You understand?” I asked, my finger curling. It touched her neck. “And if it gets too intense, you use your safe word.”

It would be hard to stop, but I would.

Her mouth parted, and I’d never seen her so fucking gorgeous. The tint in her brown cheeks was so goddamn pretty. It made me wonder if her ass changed to the same color after a quick slap of the hand. I planned to test that theory.

“I understand.” Her voice had gone raspy again, deepened. She wriggled. “But you’re going to need to get your big ass off me.”

Oh, she’d pay for that. I bit at her again, and she sucked in a breath.

Who’s playing with who, snow?

That was her trying to take back the power, but she lost that the moment she insinuated I should chase her.

I let her go with a quick action, orchestra music playing all around us. Folks were dancing downstairs while we were up here, and there was something depraved about that shit. Naughty.

I closed my eyes, and Snowflake didn’t miss a moment of her time. The fullness of her dress brushed me when she got up, then she passed me from the front.

I smelled her.

Soft chocolate wafted in the air. Like a Wonka chocolate river I wanted to drown in. The holiday peppermint that chased it only had me scenting the air like a fiend, but I honored our time.

I even counted.

I did in my head, and I gave her every second of her five minutes before I got up. Before I chased.

She’d chosen a bedroom.

I didn’t know if this was purposeful, or if she was just as sex-drunk as me at that point, but that was where she was. She hadn’t made my search easy. I’d had to look in the library and what looked like a drawing room before I realized this particular room was filled with Snowflake’s glorious scent.

She stood in the middle of the room, an angel in white, a temptress. Her hair was down, and the sleeves of her dress had fallen below her shoulders. She looked like a fairy in the woods, and as soon as I took a step in her direction, she ran again. I chased her around the bedroom, making her laugh when we both got caught in the thick curtains.

I laughed too, adrenaline charging through me, and in the end, I didn’t even use the bed to take her down. We’d started this thing on the floor, and I pulled her easily beneath me.

“Caught you,” I said, her laughter fading away with me on top of her. I thought she’d kick or punch me like last time, and I was game for any shit she wanted to toss. I pushed her arms above her head. “What next?”

I think we both knew, and her wriggle let me know she wanted to drag this out. I got her wrists in one hand, physically forcing her to part her legs for me.

Christ, this shit was so fucking hot.

I bit her lip, making her cry out, and she bucked when I forced my hand beneath her dress.

“Fuck!” Her hips bucked, my hand invading that space between her legs. I got her underwear, and she was moving so much I decided to rip them off. Immediately, I forced two digits inside her, and she sucked in a breath. “Thatcher, fuck!”

Fuck was right, and I was so goddamn hard. I pressed my mouth to hers, then took my cock out. “You wanted this, baby. Now, you’re going to take it. Open up for me.”

She didn’t make it easy, her hips corkscrewing, evading. But not once did I hear our safe word. I nearly dropped the condom she was wriggling so much, but as soon as that shit was on, I forced her dress up, then pressed her knees down as far as they could go. I thrust in right away, burying myself and tunneling in her sweet heat.

And holy fucking shit.

The sensation was euphoric, hypnotic. The noise that escaped my chest was carnal, and Aspen’s soft cries had me fucking more out of her.

“Louder, snow.” I pumped, slapping my hips against the inside of hers. She was lying in a sea of white and moonlight. We hadn’t even turned the lights on before I got her on the floor. I squeezed her wrists. “Fucking. Louder. For. Me.”

I thrust between each word, each syllable, and her sharp cries shot through the room. They were almost as loud as my groans, and I covered her loudest with my mouth.

I wanted to taste them.

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