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Every blush. Every moan. Every fucking breath.
And she will scream my name.
“Fuck,” she whispers as I slide my tongue along her neck and jawline.
“Oh yeah, I’m gonna fuck you, all right,” I groan.
My mouth reaches her tits, and I grab a fistful in one hand and suck on the other. She moans out loud, unable to hold back her excitement. I know she wants this even though she might say she doesn’t. She’s not fighting back anymore. Her body has turned to mush below me, and goose bumps scatter across her skin. I grin as she grasps my hair while my tongue twirls around her nipple. Tonight, here in the desert, I will take what should have been mine long ago.
But as I move down her body, she leans up, reaches into my pocket, and takes out my gun.
* * *
Dixie
I aim and attempt to shoot, but Brandon immediately leans away as I pull the trigger. The bullet ricochets off the car bumper, and I growl out loud in frustration. We fight over the gun, and he knocks it from my hand, shoving me to the ground again. The gun flies off a few feet ahead, landing on the dusty soil right next to a prickly, dead bush. Too far for me to reach.
“You just had to go and do that again,” Brandon growls, holding me down. “Don’t you ever fucking learn? You can’t win this. You know I’m right.”
I don’t care if he’s right. I won’t give up. I can’t. For my brothers’ sake. For my own sanity.
Because the more time I spend with him, the more the line between what’s right and wrong begins to blur.
“And just when I thought we were getting along better,” he says with a snort. “Maybe you’re a hard learner.” He grips my body and turns me over underneath him. I’m helpless to fight him as he pulls my wrists together onto my back and tears off his tie, wrapping it around my wrists.
“Don’t worry, I’ll teach you a thing or two,” he whispers into my ears. “I’m not gonna let you go until you have what you came for …” he adds. “Me.”
“Like you’d give me your head,” I reply.
“No, my cock will have to do,” he says, and I can hear him grin. “Because that’s what you want, right? You’ve been yearning for it for so long now, always eyeing me whenever you can, wanting every woman to stay away from me as if you already own me …”
“Ridiculous,” I reply, but as his hand slides down my body, I completely forget what I was about to say.
He undoes the button on my pants and rips down my zipper.
“What are you doing?” I ask, trying to tell myself not to enjoy any of it.
“Giving you what you want … what you deserve,” he says, pulling down my pants.
Before I know it, my panties are gone too. I squeal, but he covers my mouth with his hand and whispers into my ear, “Let me give it to you then.”
His fingers dive between my legs. When his fingers thrum on my pussy, I writhe under his touch. Fuck this body as it’s betraying me right this very second. I can feel myself getting more excited, wetness spreading through my folds as he fingers me expertly. And fuck me … I’m actually starting to like it.
But I can’t. He’s a monster. The devil himself.
Yet I’m giving in like some willing victim.
“Wait,” I mumble, but I don’t even know what I’m going to say or why I want him to wait.
Part of me wants to bite him … and another part of me wants to gleefully give in to the pleasure.
Ugh. Why am I so conflicted?
“See, you enjoy me claiming this pussy …” he whispers into my ear with that dark voice of his. “You’re practically begging me to.”
My face is on the ground, and dry dust enters my nostrils as I try to breathe in deep. He’s on top of me, nudging my legs apart. A zipper is ripped open. My heart palpitates.
“You wanted me to give it to you, so now you’ll have it,” he says. “Every. Fucking. Inch.”
His hard-on presses against my outer thigh.
Pushing between my legs, he enters me from behind, bombarding my senses.
“Fuck … I’ve wanted to do this for so long,” he says with a guttural groan, one that makes my pussy thump. Fuck him and the fucking filthy way he turns me on. He’s a dirtbag for fucking me in the dark outback. I should scold him and curse him.
Instead, I’m lying here facedown in the soil while he thrusts in deep. And I actually want it.
I gasp, accepting his full length as if I was meant to do it all along.
He’s thick and huge and overpowering as he starts thrusting in and out, slowly at first, as if he wants to toy not just with my body but with my mind too.
