“Hatchet,” she whined. “I liked those.”
“I’ll buy you more,” I said, my voice rumbling across the room.
I knelt before her, hooking an arm beneath her thighs as I pressed my lips to her center. I dragged my tongue across her, trading soft laps and sharp flicks. She moaned and pressed her head against the mattress, lost in the pleasure.
“God, that feels good,” she whispered.
“You taste like sin,” I growled.
Her thighs trembled as the words vibrated through her. She bucked against me as I sucked and nipped at her clit. She gripped my head, fingers running through my hair, and cried out as her first orgasm crashed into her.
“Look at you falling apart already. One down. That was just the warmup. I’m going to wreck you tonight.”
She sat, panting as I stood before her. I knelt on the bed and stroked my cock as she watched.
Merci moved toward me on all fours with a predatory gleam in her eyes. “Maybe I’ll wreck you,” she purred.
She reached for my cock, wrapping a hand around it and stroking from tip to base. When her hand hit the barbell, she took me in her mouth. Her tongue flickered against the tip, and she moaned, the vibration moving through me and almost making me lose it right then and there.
I clenched my teeth. “Fuck,” I gritted out. “I’m not going to last long if you keep that up, doll.”
She scraped her teeth against me on purpose. “Don’t call me that. I’m not a fucking sweetbutt.”
“No, you’re not. You’re a goddamn hellcat.”
I pushed her back and pinned her to the mattress, gripping both wrists in one hand and stretching them overhead. My free hand swept down her body, diving between her thighs to trace her slickness before plunging a finger deep inside.
“You’re fucking soaked. I bet you can’t wait to take my cock, can you?”
She moaned as I slowly pumped in and out before adding a second finger. She clenched around me, and I curled my fingers to hit that sweet spot that made her eyes roll to the back of her head.
“Hatchet, please,” she begged. “Just fuck me already. Do you have a condom?”
“I’m clear. I got tested two weeks ago, and I haven’t been with anyone since. Are you on birth control?”
She rocked her hips, grinding against me as she moaned. “Yeah, and I’m clear, too. I got tested after Luca?—”
I gripped her tighter, and she let out a squeak. “New rule. Don’t ever say his fucking name when our clothes are off. Because from this moment forward, you’re mine. You hear that, Hellcat?”
She stared into my eyes. “Fuck me.”
I sank into her and almost came from the silky sweet heat of her pussy. “Fuck, Merci,” I rasped.
She was hot and tight, and she was going to make me lose my goddamn mind. She wrapped her legs around me to pull me deeper. She gasped when the barbell dragged across her clit for the first time.
“Oh, fuck,” she whispered as she raked her fingernails into my shoulders.
The headboard thumped against the wall as she met every thrust with a roll of her hips.
“Harder,” she whispered. “Faster.”
Her breath hitched as her second orgasm built. She shattered louder this time, wilder as her body convulsed beneath me, triggering my own release.
I collapsed beside her with a ragged breath, and the guilt immediately set in.
“You may have just ruined me,” Merci said, breathless and grinning. “That piercing is a game changer.”
“That was amazing. But we can’t do that again. Merrick will?—”
