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Three hours.
That’s how long he left me stewing in his car. I needed to use the bathroom, my stomach kept growling, and I was in desperate need of some Motrin.
Being alone with only your thoughts can be so damn depressing. Running from the things inside my head was impossible. My anger had just begun to temper when Pierce walked out, laughing at something Mateo said. A blonde had joined them. She gave him a hug that looked way to friendly, and a kiss on the cheek.
My frustrations grew stronger the closer he got. He climbed inside, smelling faintly of liquor and something spicy. Without a word, he started the car and pulled out of the driveway.
“You really are a drama queen. You know that?” He sounded amused. I stared at him slack-jawed. Was he serious?
“You said you didn’t know my father. You lied to me!”
“I’m not a liar. You asked me if I knew your father. I don’t know him. However, I do know who he is.”
He glanced over at me with a smug smirk on his face. My mouth opened and closed, but no words came out.
“If I had known that would get you to shut up, I’d have used it a long time ago. No. Never mind. I like using my cock to do it.” He shrugged, keeping his gaze straight ahead. I dug my nails into my palms until it hurt. He was back to his usual asshole self: cold and cocky. If he weren’t driving, I would have tackled him and pummeled his head in.
By the time we reached his house, my body was taut with anger. He opened his mouth to say something, but I scrambled out of the car and up to the front door.
Pierce approached slowly. I could feel his eyes burning holes into me.
Taking his sweet time, he used an odd looking key to open the door. I stepped back inside my pretty prison, hoping to God he would leave me alone.
I had taken four steps before the door was slamming behind me, the lock was engaging, and Pierce was turning me around with a firm grip on my wrist.
“You did everything I told you not to do,” he sighed.
“Fuck you,” I snapped.
His deep blue eyes bored into mine, a sardonic smile slowly spreading across his face.
“You know, I think I will.”
“That wasn’t an invitation.” I jerked to get away from him, and he easily let me go. My equilibrium was thrown, causing me to land on my ass. He watched me with an amused glint in his eye, slowly stalking towards me. I crab-walked backward before turning to make a stealthy dash away.
“No, no, no,” Pierce tsked, wrapping his arms around my waist.
I twisted around, shoving against him. He let me go again, this time laughing when I tripped over my own two feet.
“I still can’t figure out if the fire in you is sexy or dangerously reckless, whatever it is. I never want to put it out.” Standing over me, he cocked his head and looked down, beginning to remove his clothes.
CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
She looked at me with hooded eyes.
I could read her like an open book. She was angry, enraged. But her body was begging me to ravage it on the floor. And who was I to ignore my gorgeous fiancée needing a thorough fuck? Lurching down, I grabbed her ankles and dragged her towards me.
A small gasp escaped from her mouth, deep chocolate eyes flickered between my face and my cock.
I smirked, acutely aware of how endowed I was and how much she loved that one specific part of me just a little more than the rest—because whether she admitted it or not, I knew the truth. Willow had fallen for me the second my hand was wrapped around her throat.
“Why do you do this?” Her voice was full of anger and hurt.
I ignored it, grabbing the back of her neck and bringing her mouth to mine. I settled between her thighs, easily spreading her wide. Her lacy underwear was gone within seconds, the dress she had on shoved up, and the top pulled down, exposing her prefect breasts.
“Pierce, we need to—”
I bit down on her, causing her sentence to end with a whimper.
She wrapped her arms around my neck and tugged at my hair. Swirling the tip of my tongue around hers, I savored how sweet she tasted. Hands on her silky-smooth thighs, I ran the tip of my cock up and down her slit, soaking the head with her juices. I flexed my hips, slowly sinking into her tight cunt.
She arched against me, a sultry moan sliding from her mouth. I began to pump inside her, rocking myself in and out; going deeper, thrusting harder. I wrapped one hand around her throat, bracing myself above her with the other. Her nails clawed at my back. Her pussy drenching my cock down to my balls.
