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“All you want to do is hurt me. You’re mean.”
“Princess, you like it when I’m mean.”
“I do—Hey!” I crossed my arms in an X across my chest as he pulled the towel away in one swift motion.
“Don’t hide from me,” he snapped, grabbing my wrists and pinning them down on either side of my head. “You like it when I’m mean to you, Otherwise you wouldn’t taunt me just to see how I’d react.”
“I never did that,” I objected, but there was no force behind it.
“Your heart speeds up, you breathe a little deeper, and your pussy starts to ache, you get wet. Thinking of all the ways you want me to rip you apart.”
His heated stare traveled from my shallow heaving breasts, down my navel, to between my legs.
“Like now. You’re wet. I can see your pussy glistening.” The hands gripping my thighs began to glide inward, both going for the same place.
“You rubbed your ass against my dick the other night. And while teasing me is the right way to make sure you get fucked, hard, all you really need to do is tell me you want it.”
His fingers reached my pussy, my stomach dipped, and I swallowed, knowing he felt the truth dripping from it.
“I do want to hurt you. I want to see you bleed for me—scream for me. Break you over and over just to be the one to piece you together again. But I can make hurt feel very fucking good, princess.” He slid one digit inside me, deeper than he had the first time, pulling a soft moan from my chest.
“You’re so beautiful, Adelaide.”
I blinked at him using my full name, and his mouth covered mine not a second later.
Not tentative—rough and demanding. I let everything go and shut my eyes parting my lips and giving him immediate access. It was just a kiss, yet it felt like my heart was melting, restraint and reasoning right along with it.
I wrapped my arms around his neck, squealing when he sunk his teeth into my lower lip, the taste of iron hitting the tip of my tongue.
His hands went beneath my ass and used it to lift me higher up on the bed. Instead of returning to hold me, I heard the sound of his zipper going down.
My eyes popped open, my nerves fraying inside me. If I truly wanted to object this would have been the time for me to open my mouth.
There were no further words spoken, no questions or doubts voiced.
I think regardless of what we did or said this is where we were going to end up.
He stared at me as he shoved down his pants and drawers, not completely removing them. It wasn’t fair, how gorgeous he was.
I scanned over his perfectly muscled chest, down his torso, and stopped at his long, very hard cock. I bit my inner cheek as the insatiable need between my legs turned into a throbbing.
There was a metal bar going through the head of his dick that had me burning with curiosity. I wanted it inside me.
He slowly climbed up onto the bed, placing his body between my spread legs.
The tip of him pressed between my lips, wedging at my entrance.
He braced one hand above my head, the other he used to hitch my left leg over his hip.
“Scream as loud as you need to.” His taunt was accompanied by a devilish smirk and a thrust of his hips. He pushed and pushed until he was seated deep inside me.
The pressure of being stretched to the maximum and stuffed full of him almost trumped the burning sensation his rough intrusion had caused.
The air rushed from my lungs on a scream, I grabbed for his shoulders just as he withdrew, and then slammed himself in again. He cursed beneath his breath, grabbing for my right leg and hooking it around his hip like he had the left.
“You’re mine,” he affirmed, his stare blazing into me.
I felt as if he saw more than my outer shell, seeing everything there was to see as he proceeded to fuck me in earnest.
