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She recognizes the loss and tries to scramble up, but I wrap my hands around her calves and drag her down to the edge of the mattress, pushing her thighs apart and tearing her leggings so her entire ass hangs out.
Christ, she’s the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen.
Bending in, I glide my nose along the soft skin where the under curve of her cheeks meet the tops of her thighs, inhaling the enticing sweet scent that lives in her skin. Her ass arches up, trying to push me away, but my grip on her legs tightens, pressing her back in place.
“You smell like a liar,” I murmur on an inhale, lining my face up with the crescent of her cunt. “Keep pretending you’re only turned on as a by-product of your fear, sweetheart, and I’ll give you something to be afraid of.”
My tongue swipes at the corner of my mouth, my dick straining painfully against the zipper of my jeans, and I edge closer, letting the tip of my nose nudge between her lips. The sweet muskiness of her arousal sends a dizzying spark through me, zapping every nerve ending in a body-wide power outage.
An image of the men before me, on their knees like this beforeher, flashes uninvited in my mind, reminding me of the things she needs to be punished for. With one hand, I sweep through her slick folds, collecting her on my skin, and the other wraps around the lace between her cheeks. A rough yank snaps the fabric apart, and she squeals as the elastic bites into her skin, dropping her face into my comforter with a grunt.
“Ready to admit anything yet? Or are you gonna continue being a fucking brat?”
Silence. I grin, knowing she wasn’t going to answer anyway. The heat of her thighs scorches my forearm as I continue stroking her center, proving that she’s as worked up by all of this as I am. Maybe even more so, if my girl’s looking for a fight. A distraction.
My girl.
Jesus, get it the fuck together, Kieran.
“Juliet,” I warn, warding off the inappropriate thoughts. “I’ll give you to the count of three. One.”
She rocks from side to side, stretching her hands out and gripping the edge of the bed even as she tries to free herself from my hold. But she doesn’t deny me. Doesn’t verbalize her resistance.
“Two.” Adding my middle finger to the ministrations, I swirl around her clit, feeling it pulse beneath my touch. Her body quivers, a hurricane of refused desire building up inside, readying itself for release.
“Fuck you,” she grits out, fingers flexing into the bed as she tries to hold herself up.
One finger breaches her tight channel at the same time I bring my palm down across the meat of her ass cheek, a deep red print immediately popping up as a strangled howl tears from her throat.
“What the fuck?” she pants, trying once again to twist away from me until I push farther inside and deliver another round of smacks, the need to brand her skin overtaking the rest of my senses. My dick jumps in my jeans, swollen to the point that it actually hurts to be crouched down like I am, but I ignore it as I lave my tongue over the ruby-colored, inflamed topography I’ve created.
“Three,” I finish, shifting my face from her cheek to between the two, burying my face between her thighs before she even has time to suck in another garbled breath. Lapping against her velvet lips the way I imagine Adam bit into the forbidden fruit in the Garden of Eden, I can’t stop the moan that escapes me as I finally taste her on my tongue.
She’s sweet, like honey and sin combined, coating me as I press in deeper, hands grasping her hips to keep her from moving up the bed. Her mewls spur me on, driving me absolutely mad, and the tightening of her thighs against my jaw has me finger-fucking her even faster; I stroke forward against her inner walls, hitting that spot that this position gives perfect access to.
“Oh, fuck—”
Pulling back just enough to add another finger, chin dripping, I pinch the ass cheek I haven’t pinkened and blow on her skin. She flinches, her breathing even more labored, and I smile despite the fact that she can’t see me.
“I warned you,” I note, licking her from top to bottom, massaging around her tight ring of muscle and loving how it makes her flutter around my fingers.
“You spanked me!”
“You needed it.” My hand stings as I do it again, harder this time because her backtalk is starting to piss me the fuck off. People don’t talk to me like she does—not virtual strangers, anyway, and the fact that she does it and thinks there won’t be consequences is proof that I’m being too soft.
Withdrawing my hand from her and standing at the foot of the bed, I use her calves to flip her onto her back so she’s facing me. She’s flushed, confusion drawing her eyebrows together, sweat slicking her skin and bringing me to the edge of release.
“Are you serious? You’re not even gonna let me finish?”
I run my palm down the front of my jeans, trying to relieve myself, but the sight of her chest heaving does little to calm my situation. “Strip.” My voice is harsh, but she doesn’t even bat an eye as she sits up, reaching under the hem of her shirt, and yanks it off over her head.
My perfect little slut, ripe and ready for me.
She’s left in a red bralette, lacy just like the thong I tore from her body, and I gulp as my gaze rakes over her tight, petite figure. Her stomach is flat, toned, meeting the flare of her hips and rising to the gentle swell of her breasts.
I step forward, squinting as I study her; her nipples are puckered, but that’s not what draws my attention at first. Pulling down the flimsy cup so it sits beneath her tit, I rub my thumb over the silver bar piercing her dark pink peak. My dick twitches as her breath catches at my touch, and I cock my head as hers drops back, face pointed toward the ceiling.
“No one knows I have them.”
