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Her eyes flick up to mine and her brow creases, probably wondering what kind of person pierces a seventeen-year-old. It’s just another reminder of how different our lives have been.
“In the Heights, you can get whatever you want. No questions asked,” I explain.
She nods, her eyes dropping once more, but she doesn’t say anything. Instead, she leans forward, teasing me with the tip of her tongue.
“Hadley, fuck.” My fingers thread into her hair as I gently pull her forward, needing much more from her.
“Take what you need, Cole. Don’t hold back. I want all of you.”
“Dove,” I warn.
“I mean it, Cole. I can handle it. I need it. Make me yours. Mark me, ruin me, break me.”
“Fuck, Little Dove. You don’t know what you're asking for.”
“Don’t I? You’ve already shown me that side of you. The knife, the Twizzlers. I need it all, Cole.”
My fingers tighten in her hair to the point it must sting, but all she does is smile.
“What the fuck are you waiting for?” I bark, my voice rough, giving away exactly what I need.
I move her forward, her lips part, and she hungrily takes me to the back of her mouth.
“More,” I demand, pushing deeper.
She shifts a little on the floor, getting a better angle before she takes me even farther into her throat.
Her eyes remain on mine, and I watch as tears pool at the corners of them. But they’re not the kind I hate seeing, they’re the kind I love.
The kind I want to drown in.
“So good,” I groan as she pulls back but immediately sucks me in again. “So fucking good.”
Her mouth is so hot, so wet, so fucking perfect that my orgasm approaches faster than I thought possible.
“Dove, shit. I’m going to…” It’s as much of a warning as I can manage before my release slams into me. At no point does she pull back. Instead she swallows everything I give her as her tears finally fall.
The second I pull away, I lift her to her feet, crash my lips against hers and wipe the tears from her cheeks with my thumbs.
“I fucking love you, Little Dove,” I mutter against her lips as I walk her back toward the bed.
I might have just got the release I was desperate for, but it’s barely scratched the surface of what I need right now.
“Strip,” I demand, releasing her and taking a step back.
I kick off my pants, watching her remove the little clothing she has on. Biting down on my bottom lip, I run my eyes over her skin.
All the evidence from her ordeal with Donny has now gone, leaving her skin flawless and perfect. Although, I have every intention of ruining that in a few minutes.
By the time she walks out of this room again she’s going to be wearing every kind of reminder she might need of who she belongs to.
I can already picture the bruises on her hips from my hold and the bite marks I intend to leave on her neck and breasts.
My beautiful Little Dove. How I love to ruin you.
“On the bed. Hands behind your back.”
She does exactly as I ask, only instead of sitting there looking innocent, the little minx places her feet flat on the bed and spreads her legs wide, showing me exactly what I’ve been missing out on.
