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“What the hell are you doing?” he growls, his voice deeper with each word he speaks.
My carefully constructed facade of strength dissolves into thin air. “I-I… I can’t believe you’re here.” I try to hide the wobble in my voice, but it’s no good. Lucas can see right through me, see all the broken, jagged pieces.
“Who else would be here?” he questions, almost jealously, as he uses his foot to kick the door closed. He releases my wrist, takes the lamp from my grasp, and walks across the room, returning it to the nightstand. I’m still standing there, flabbergasted by his presence.
“How? How did you find me?” I shake my head in disbelief, waiting to be woken from a dream.
“It wasn’t hard, and it doesn’t matter. Not really. What matters is getting you out of here.”
I perk up immediately. “Out of here? What do you mean?”
“I mean, you’re leaving this place.”
My mouth pops open, and now I’m not only shocked he’s here, but I’m shocked that he came for me. Everything that happened between us, what he did. I should hate him, and a little part of me does, but the other parts of me, the ones that know he cares—because why else would he be here?—don’t. “Right now?”
Lucas shakes his head. “No, not yet. I’m going to devise a plan to get you out of here, and then I’ll come back for you. I’ll do my best to work quickly, but I don’t know how long it’ll take.”
I frown, though thankful he even came. Still, I’m terrified of what will happen when he walks out that door. This is a whorehouse, and I’m trapped here, forced to work or endure god knows what.
“Lucas…” My lip trembles, and I’ve never felt so weak before. I don’t want him to see me like this. I need to be strong, but even the strong can only be that way for so long. “They want me to sleep with other men. I don’t think I can do it.” I’m on the verge of tears all over again.
In a flash, he’s on me, his fingers thread through my hair, and he pulls my head back, aligning our faces. His blue eyes are icy, and the fury in their depths makes it hard for me to breathe. I’ve never seen him like this, so… jealous.
“No one will touch you. I’ll make certain of it.” He hisses through his teeth moments before he crashes his lips to mine. His mouth is hot against mine, and his tongue exploring mine is even hotter. The kiss isn’t sweet or gentle. No, there is none of that. It’s passion and fire; it’s him saying he owns me without saying it.
He walks me backward until my legs bump into the bed, and I’m pushed onto the mattress.
“Why don’t we take your mind off things? I paid to have you all night,” he teases, unbuttoning his shirt slowly. “Am I going to get my money’s worth?”
My mouth is so dry that all I can do is nod as I unbutton my jeans with trembling fingers. Now I do wish I had worn the dress. Lucas helps me out of my pants before pulling the rest of his clothes off.
I watch in awe as his muscular, tattooed body comes into view. He might be twice my age, but he’s in better shape than most men I know. His fingers wrap around my ankles, and with one harsh tug, he pulls me to the edge of the bed, forcing my legs apart.
His display of strength is a sudden reminder of how much stronger he is and that he has used that strength against me. A memory of being locked in the cell flashes over my eyes. The way he held me down, forcing himself inside my ass. The pain. The loneliness after.
“What’s wrong?” His concerned tone brings me back to the present, but the icky feeling of what he did to me remains.
“I-I…” I don’t want to ruin the moment, but I can’t just forget what he did to me either. “I just remembered the last time we…” I trail off. The last time we had sex doesn't seem like the right phrase to use.
Lucas’s face falls, and his eyes turn rueful, but I doubt there will be an apology. Not that a sorry would make things better.
“That won’t happen again. Right now, I want to make you feel good and take your mind off this mess. You’ll just have to trust me. Close your eyes and let me make you come so hard you’ll forget where you are for the rest of the night.”
“I wish I could.”
“You can. Let me take care of you. Let me take care of this pussy—my pussy!” He spreads my legs a little wider, and before I can get another word in, his mouth is on me, on my clit, his tongue caressing it like it’s the most precious thing in the world.
It doesn’t take me long to forget what I was thinking about five minutes ago. He sucks, nibbles, and licks the small bundle of nerves until my toes curl up and my back arches off the mattress. I need more. I need him deep inside me.
My first orgasm still lingers in my bones when Lucas crawls up over my body and aligns himself with my pussy. He peppers kisses over my chest until his lips find mine. I can taste myself on his tongue as he kisses me, his mouth like a branding iron on my soul. I want to shatter in his arms because I know only he has the power to bring all my tiny shards back together.
His kiss is so slow and intimate that I don’t expect him to slam his cock into me the way he does, burying himself into my tight channel with one thrust. He swallows my pained moan and pulls out all the way, just to thrust back into me with equal force.
This would probably hurt a lot more if I hadn't already come. Luckily, I’m so wet, I can feel my arousal dripping down my ass cheeks, giving him no trouble fucking me with hard thrusts. My clit is still swollen and sensitive, driving me closer to a second orgasm with each brutal thrust.
“No one touches this cunt except me,” Lucas grunts between pounding into me violently. “Do you hear me? This is my pussy, and you don’t let anyone else near it.” His hand circles my throat, and he squeezes, causing dots of black to form over my vision. It’s the most terrifying and exhilarating thing ever.
“It’s yours,” I manage to wheeze out through his grasp as I hover over the edge of a cliff. He fucks me like he hates me and cuts off my air supply like he wants to strangle me, and I let him because I know deep down that hurting me is the last thing he wants to do right now. It doesn’t take much longer until I fall off, giving myself over to the place he takes me. He fucks me through my release until my brain is swimming in endorphins, and my body feels like it’s about to float off the bed.
