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Assuming such a sight would have scared off the innocent doll across the room, I looked up, smirking in surprise when I found her taking in the scene with acute intensity. Her eyes taking in every detail like she wanted to commit the dirty deed to memory.
I knew for a fucking fact that she'd never seen anything like this before.
It was written all over her innocence-drenched face. The nervous tilt of her lips. Her wringing hands.
And fuck if it didn’t turn me on.
Ramming my cock into the girl's mouth, I began to thrust even harder, all the while never taking my eyes off the innocent dove shoved in the corner. Her eyes tracked our movements, eyelids growing heavy with lust. I doubted the girl even realized when her tongue darted out to lick her pink-painted lips.
Fuck.
I cursed as the pressure begins to build at the base of my spine. I was close, but fuck if I didn’t want to give the girl the satisfaction of making me come.
Which girl I was referring to at this point, I honestly didn't know.
Her eyes were on mine now. Two wide-eyed saucers slicing me in half. Bare lust pouring out of her blue irises. She was clearly frustrated. Her fingers were tapping her thigh, fingertips curling around the edges of her skirt. I watched as her hand inched higher and higher with every oncoming thrust of my hips.
She wouldn't.
The girl was too innocent. Too sheltered. I thrust again, forced to watch as her fingertips moved even higher. I trapped her with my eyes. My focus was so intense I was able to notice the chips on her sparkly pink nails, the polish glinting as she inched even closer to her hem. I thrust again, dangerously close to the edge. Her fingers lifted the edge of her skirt, revealing a flash of pink lace, and I almost came at the sight.
Grunting, I shoved the girl off my lap before I lost all control. The mystery blonde finally looked away, cheeks flushed, braids flipping over her shoulders as if embarrassed by what she had almost done.
About what she had almost done for me.
Who the fuck is this girl?
I glanced down before adjusting my dick in my jeans, the unsatisfied bulge rubbing angrily against the fabric. Grace or whatever the heck her name looked at me like I’d lost my goddamn mind.
Ignoring her, I stepped over her sprawled legs, subconsciously (my fucked-up brain betraying me once again) on the hunt for the nameless girl who'd driven me within an inch of my self-control.
But when I looked up, the girl was gone.
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Rose
I ran. My mind not caring where I was going. I just knew I needed to get away. To find a place to breathe. Maybe then I could find the breath I had suddenly lost.
The breath he had stolen from me.
I didn't know who the dark-eyed man was, and I didn’t want to stick around to find out. My heart was still pounding from the intensity in which he looked at me. Like he could see through my soul. Steal all my thoughts and tear them from my mind like a bloodsucking tiger.
His eyes had set me on fire.
And that terrified me.
Men didn't get close to me. I certainly didn't let them. I couldn't afford to sell them a piece of my world. To let them into the despair-soaked rain cloud that had become my life, only for them to realize it would just be the beginning of yet another tragic tale. I’d been alone too long. To let people in was to let them hold power over me. And I’d been powerless for too long. I refused to ever willingly give it away.
To be owned.
So, I’d grown used to refusing. To being alone. I was good at it. And I’d be damned if a dark-eyed god was going to take that away from me. Even if he did rip all the pearls of my darkest desires from my throat like they were air.
All with a single glance.
I didn't want to imagine what a single touch could make me do. And I didn't plan to stick around and find out.
I was so lost in my thoughts, my cheap sneakers squeaking on the marble floors as I ran, that
