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“Please, Rax. I need your cock. Please,” I beg, imploring him with my eyes. He slams his cock deep into my pussy. His hand glides down my thigh, circling it, then pulls it up over his forearm, which angles him perfectly so he can rub that tender spot inside of me.
“Oh fuck, yes. Right there… more,” I moan at him, trying to move my hips with his, but his pace slows.
“Fucking perfect for me. You’re taking it so well,” he purrs down at me all while sliding his other hand down my other thigh and bringing it up to match the other. He thrusts into me faster and faster, fucking my pussy.
My orgasm is so close, his praise taking me higher than ever before. He catches the moans that leave my lips with his own, driving into me until I can’t take it anymore, and I shatter under him. His lips break away from mine as I call his name.
“Rax!”
Pressure builds in my dick, my balls drawing up as I come all over the floor in her room. She just had a sex dream about me. My name bursting from her lips was my undoing. Fuck, I need to get her under me again. She wants me to beg, but I haven’t begged a woman since my mom… All I wanted was a hug. I mean, she had given one to Andrew. I shake my head before turning to get a towel. I’m sure she’ll be so happy to know I stood there and watched her writhe on that tiny bed, begging for my cock in her sleep.
Yeah, that won’t do. I clean it up quickly as she stirs on the bed. Good. It took me all night to find any member of the Angelo clan, but I’ve got our first practice set up for us down in the warehouse. “Rax? What are you doing now?” she asks sleepily, rubbing her eyes and sitting up. Her normal sweetness shines through in her post-sleep grogginess.
“I was just cleaning up a mess I made. Did you sleep well? I’ve got your first lesson all set up downstairs,” I say faintly. Normal me would be pissed I’m going mushy for a woman, but fuck that. I want her to want me again, and I’ll do whatever I need to. Somewhere in that fucking brain of hers, she loves me. I just need to remind her of it.
A slow smile spreads across her face as she puts together what I’m saying. She excitedly pops up from the bed, stretching her arms above her head. Her tank top rides up, letting me see her milky skin.
“Let’s go. I’m so ready for this,” she says, walking quickly toward me. I can’t help the chuckle that leaves my lips at her haste.
I lead her to the elevator, we take the short ride down to the bottom floor to my warehouse where. Mateo, Angelo’s youngest son, hangs from the ceiling by his arms. I’ve lowered the chains so his head is in the perfect spot to hit. She slows as she sees him, trepidation flashing in her eyes, but she shakes it off. I can tell the second recognition hits her. He does look a lot like Angelo.
“I don’t know what I expected when you said you set up our practice session, but this was not it. Which of his fucking offspring is this, and how can I kill him?” she asks nonchalantly. Taking someone’s life would be the last thing Lucy before the accident would think about.
Stretching my arm out, I offer my hand, hoping she’ll let me lead her to where I want her. I want to grab her lithe body and place her against mine, but I can’t do that yet. She needs to feel in control of her life right now, so I’m going to try to give her that. Hopefully, once she learns something that will hurt people, she’ll let me worship her body again. I sigh as she places her hand in mine. Thank fuck.
I lead her over to Mateo’s still body. I gave him doxylamine to keep his ass out after I hit him with the butt of my gun. I stand behind her and bring my arm around so she can see how I hold my fist.
“No killing today, Lucy Girl. First, I need to see how good you are at throwing a punch,” I whisper against her ear, and her whole body tenses against me.
“Are you fucking kidding me?” she snaps, whipping her face toward mine.
CHAPTERTWELVE
I can’t helpthe laugh that pops from my lips.
“I am not kidding you. First, you need to be able to throw a good punch. After that, we’ll move on to the fun stuff,” I quip with a smirk pulling at my lips as I head over to my wall of toys. I run my finger along a beautiful filet knife. The purple resin handle sparkles in the light of the room.
“Well, shit, you psycho. You just caressed that like it was a fucking lover,” Lucy spits behind me. I try to fight the smile that stretches my face but lose as I turn my body so I’m facing her head-on.
“Oh, I made love to it for sure when I used it to debone Mateo’s hand while he screamed for his mommy.” I snicker as I move to stand beside her again, right in front of our training toy.
“Now, if you were to punch him, how would you stand?” I ask softly, hoping she’ll take this seriously. To my dismay, she draws her right fist up, thumb tucked in, an annoyed look on her face. “Well, if you wanted to break your damn hand, then yes, that’s exactly how you would do it. Take your pretty little fingers out,” I growl, the anger rising in my body. She never stood a chance against Angelo if this is how she defends herself.
I move behind her, angling her body so she’s in the right position to rock his fucking world with a good hit. Stepping as close as I can to her ass, I grind my hardening dick against her. A huff leaves her lips, but she doesn’t move away. I take that as her saying it’s okay and thrust my hips up, my dick pushing between her cheeks, outside her tight yoga pants. A moan leaves my lips. I need to get my dick inside her soon.
Placing my hands on her shoulders, I trail them slowly down her arms, goosebumps pebbling on her skin. A sick satisfaction fills me that I can still get a reaction out of her so quickly. Once I’m at her wrists, I pull them up so they’re in the right position.
“There. That’s where they need to be. Keep your thumbs untucked, or you’ll be hurting more than he will.” She does as I say quickly, her breathing picking up.
“Good girl. That’s a good girl,” I praise her for listening so well. I move my hands to her hips and step back, drawing her right leg with me. Her ass pushes into my now very hard dick, and I groan.That’s right, grind on my cock, Precious Girl.
“Now, when you swing with your right fist, you’re gonna step forward with this leg,” I say, tapping her right thigh. “And throw all the weight you have behind it.” I push her to do exactly as I say. She doesn’t listen though, resisting my control and falling over. My hands move to her hips so her face doesn’t hit the ground. Luckily, her hands fall forward to catch herself.
“What the fuck, Rax?” the angry words whip at me. Her head turns back to look at me over her shoulder. I can’t help the huff that leaves my lips.
“Well, Lucy, had you listened and moved, we wouldn’t be in this position, but I’m not too mad.” My head tilts to the side as my hands dig into her waist. I’m in the perfect position to rub my rock-hard cock against the dampening stretch of cloth covering her pussy. I expect her to push away from me, but I blink slowly as she pushes back into me.
“You want to fuck me, Rax?” she purrs. I blink slowly, trying to figure out what kind of whiplash she’s about to give me this time.Is she going to let me inside her delectable body or am I going to have big blue balls?
