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But that’s one thing about Chanel—I never know what to expect from her.
She isn’t bad.
But she’s not good either.
But is she sinful enough to handle my kind of evil?
Or will it consume her and be too much?
I hope not.
“Lucas, if you don’t…” She trails off as I slide a finger into her. Her body relaxes, and I know full well that’s what she wants. She comes apart on my tongue, and the minute I feel her pussy stop clenching around my finger, I pull it out and back away from her a few feet. She leans up on her elbows and looks up at me, confused. “Why are you holding back? What are you waiting for?”
“I don’t want to hurt you,” I reply.
Chanel’s eyes flick to my very hard cock. She stands and saunters over to me until her body is pressed against mine.
“I’m not breakable, or have you not worked that out yet?” She moans before her lips skate down on my neck, her other hand coming between us to grip my cock, and she starts to stroke it. I reach down, not able to resist the urge to touch her, then lift her by her ass cheeks and ever so slowly drop her down on my cock. I slide inside her like I am meant to be there, like her sweet, tight, fucking beautiful pussy is mine, and it’s made for my exact dimensions.
Her cunt? It’s mine.
Make no mistake.
I killed her fiancé for a reason.
She Is mine.
And I will do everything possible to keep her.
Her lips sweep along my neck again before she bites to the point I feel the skin break.
Ah, there she is. My Chanel has come out to play.
She rides my cock as I grip her ass, helping her move up and down effortlessly.
“Lucas!” she screams, her ass firmly in my grasp, my cock in her pussy. “Lucas.” She throws her head back, and I take that opportunity to spin us around and push her back against the wall. With one hand holding her up, she lifts and bounces on my cock while the other snakes up around her throat, gently squeezing as I look into her chocolate eyes that are filled with so much more than pleasure.
“Tell me I’m it for you. That it’s me you want.”
“It’s you I want,” she replies, never stopping her movements.
My hand leaves her throat as she comes. Hard.
Fuck. What have I done?
But do I regret it?
Not one single fucking moment.
Chapter Twenty
Chanel
Lucas carries me to the shower and places me on my feet.
Was it a huge mistake to sleep with him? I’m not quite sure what the correct answer to that question is anymore. To tell the truth, I actually, don’t know of many right answers.
A knock comes from his front door as he turns on the shower. He kisses the top of my head, reaches for a towel, and walks out. I stand under the water and start washing myself when I hear him yelling.
