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Growing more confident at his praise, I began to roll and snap my hips, moving them to where it felt best.

“Good girl, just like that,” he urged, laying his head back, “keep going but look at me. I need your eyes.”

His dark gaze met mine, the electricity crackling between us. “I want you to watch. Look at how I play with my little bunny’s cunt.” He slid a finger past my swollen lips, stretching me, pumping it in and out. Making a soft squelching noise. “You like this, baby girl?”

I nodded. “Yes, sir.”

He picked up speed, his thumb grinding into my clit.

“Oh God!” I couldn’t help myself, my eyes fluttered closed again. Losing myself. Couldn’t stop shifting my hips as he played with me.

“You like having a man so desperate to have you, that he would break all his rules for you?”

“Yes,” I moaned.

“Tell me this cunt is mine,” he growled. “Tell me I own my best friend’s virgin daughter’s cunt.”

“Yes!” My voice was growing higher, the pressure between my legs building. “You own my cunt.”

“Good girl.” He inserted another finger, stretching me, the pain shooting through my belly and legs. “So goddamn tight. Fuck my fingers baby girl.”

Gripping the posts tight, I bucked my hips, thrusting up and down.

“Yes! Just like that.” His pace picked up, matching mine. Vicious waves of arousal shooting through me. Deep groans escaping his throat. Fingers in and out.

“Now come here,” he growled, “I’m going to make my cunt weep.” He yanked me closer. Eating my pussy. Fucking me with his fingers. His other arm a band around my thigh, keeping me in place. “So good, baby. You taste so good. Harder baby. You can’t hurt me.”

Losing control, I went wild, hips pumping, thrusting, fucking his face. Once more, letting the wild beast inside me out. Breasts slapping. Pussy squelching. Juices running. His fingers thrusting so deep up inside me.

“Beg me to let you come.”

“Jesus!” I cried. “Please!”

“Such a naughty girl.”

“Please!” Losing control. “Please, please, please. I need it!”

“Scream my name as you come, baby. Give me your sweet cream.”

“Rook!” I screamed as a bomb detonated inside me. My mouth dropped open, gulping a deep breath, my body seizing as lightning rushed through me. Still gripping me tight, he licked and suckled, moaning a deep longing-filled noise as he devoured my pussy until I could only hang there, quivering.

“Fuck! Come here, baby.” I fell into his arms, and he kissed me, his fingers digging in to my cheeks, forcing my lips open. Then he shoved his fingers in and out of my mouth. “Suck. Taste your dirty cunt.” I did, then, he dipped his fingers up inside me again, teasing out my juices, then shoving them into my mouth. “See how addictive you are? Taste how I can’t have you.” I sucked for three pumps of his fingers before he ripped them out, kissing me.

Tongues twisted, legs tangled, arms wrapping around each other…my whole body consumed by this man.

I wanted this every day.

This obsession. Ownership over my body.

In that moment, I knew I was in trouble.

The Magnolia, I would survive them.

But this man—this man—I had no fucking chance.

He would destroy me.

CHAPTER 38

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