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“No, Piper. Not until you do.”
“I… can’t.”
His eyes pierce into mine, saddened further when they see the truth behind my words.
“Why? Just tell me why?”
But instead of giving him the answer he so desperately craves, my mouth falls back on his again, in the hopes of putting an end to the whole conversation. This time, Trent doesn’t put up a fight, letting our tongues battle it out and settle whatever score he feels is owed to him. We don’t say a word as we frantically fumble through our clothing. Trent pulls the hem of my dress up to my waist while I rush to push his pants down his hips. His kiss turns even more possessive when I wrap my hand around his cock, giving it a gentle squeeze before languidly stroking it up and down, from base to tip.
“Fucking you in a bathroom on your birthday was never my plan, kitten, but you leave me no choice.”
He then picks me up by the waist and sits me back down on the edge of the bathroom counter, coaxing my legs to wrap themselves around his hips of their own accord, uncaring that my heels now dig at his back. Trent breaks away from our kiss to nibble, bite, and lick down the slope of my throat while his free hand pulls the zipper behind my back down until my dress falls to my waist, revealing my bare breasts. He cups each breast in his large hands, bending his head down just enough to lick and tease my nipples with his teeth. With my legs locked around him and my hand still stroking his cock, I arch back to let him use that sinful mouth of his on me and ravish me in any way he wants.
“Look at me, Piper,” he growls in desperation, pulling my head forward by my chin so that we’re once again eye to eye. “I’m going to fuck you raw now. Do you understand?”
My eyelids hood as I nod.
“I just need to know one thing first.”
“What?” I pant.
“Have you fucked anyone else since we’ve been together?”
“We’re not together,” I promptly reply, only to have him tighten his grip on my chin.
“Don’t act cute, Piper. Not now.”
I stare into his eyes, seeing a wave of insecurity create a blemish in an otherwise beautiful sea of black sky.
“There’s only been you,” I admit with bated breath. “It’s only ever you.”
His eyelids close for a few seconds as if that one sentence cured his ailing heart. When his lids flash open again, I see a burning fire lighting up the black pools of his eyes.
“And that’s how it will stay. Only me. Forever me!”
And with that curse on the tip of his tongue, he crashes his mouth on mine, forcing me to swallow it down until it consumes me from within.
I let go of his cock, my hands tugging at his coat for balance while he spreads my thighs apart to pull my panties to the side. One swipe of his fingers on my slit, and he finds me wet and wanting.
“Your heart might not be ready for me, but your fucking pussy sure is. You’re drenched, kitten,” Trent groans, wrapping his hand around his girth to aim it at my core’s center. “Look at me. I want you to look at me while I fuck you.”
I lick my lips as I fix my eyes on his, needing him to possess me more than I’ve ever needed anything in my entire life. We both hiss out in pleasure when he unhurriedly thrusts deep inside me, our temples kissing as we watch him slowly drive his cock inside my wet pussy, claiming it as his.
“You’re so fucking beautiful. So fucking perfect. Jesus, Piper. Why can’t you see that you were made for me?”
A part of me wants him to stop talking while the other—the one I refuse to acknowledge—bathes under his loving praise.
“You feel so good. I can’t get enough of you. Fuck, I wish I could,” on a pained groan, the desperation in his voice calling to the same agony I feel inside.
And when he starts fucking me with gusto while his fingers flick my clit, I have to bite down hard on his shoulder to keep from screaming out his name. I sink my nails into the nape of his neck as he keeps worshipping my body with fervent force.
“That’s it, kitten. Hurt me with those claws of yours. That pain I can handle.”
My eyes begin to sting at their corners after hearing his silent declaration—physical pain doesn’t hurt him, not like my rejection does.
“It’s you and me. Do you understand? It’s always been you and me,” he rasps, pounding into me with such brutal force that I couldn’t disagree even if I tried.
“Trent,” I hear myself beg.
