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“Wish you’d get that worked up when you stripped in front of me.”
“I hardly know him.”
“Hardly know me, either.” He brandished a flogger. “Wake up to yourself, sweetheart. You’re dripping fucking wet for him. Think I wouldn’t know I’m being played?”
I watched the flogger, skin tingling in anticipation. “Punish me, then...” I whispered.
“I intend to.” He closed the gap between us, spinning me around and slamming me against the door. “He’ll hearthis.”
The flogger was vicious in Roger’s hands. He swung hard, fast, curling the tails around my ribs to sting tender skin. I took it, all of it, breathing through the pain and rocking on my heels. Once he was done, he pressed up against me, slapping me hard on the ass with heavy palms. The force made the door rattle, and I groaned against the wood.
“I bet you want him in here. His scabby cock in your shithole. He’d probably tear you a new one, an animal like that, fuck you till you bleed. Maybe I should call him in, let him fuck you up. Maybe we could share you, him and me, plenty of holes to go around.”
“Fuck, Roger... just fucking hit me...”
“My fucking pleasure, sweetheart.”
He slapped me with everything he had, and I groaned at the burn; the gorgeous tingle of skin as his palms coloured me pink. His arm was heavy across my shoulder blades, holding me tight against the door, the rattling catch the only barrier between me and the savage beyond. My tits mashed tight into the woodwork, the doorframe creaking with every strike. Roger dropped to his knees, slavering over my ass cheeks. I squirmed as he pulled them apart, burying his nose between my thighs.
It felt icky. Dirty.Ifelt dirty.
“Hurt me, Roger... the flogger again, please...”
He got to his feet, pressed his mouth to my ear. “No more flogger, sweetheart. Tell me you want me.”
“I... just... more spanking, Roger, please...”
“You’re a dirty fucking prick tease.”
“I want pain...”
“I’ll not be leaving with blue fucking balls again this week. I’m down two hundred quid for this fucking suite. Hot, wet cunt is the only currency I take.” His laugh was grimy.
Reality raised its ugly fucking head and came up to bite me. Raven was right. Using Mr Dangerous to bait Mr super-fucking-dangerous was a stupid fucking plan. I’d been so busy thinking about Callum Jackson that I hadn’t given a second thought to the sadist in the room with me. Hadn’t thought whether I really wanted his cock in my ass, in my pussy, wherever he fucking wanted it.
I didn’t want it.
I didn’t want him.
So, why was I still fucking horny?
I eyed him over my shoulder, stomach lurching as I saw his twisted smile. “Give me that sweet juicy cunt you dirty bitch.”
I heard him unbuckle his belt, pockets rustling. The tear of a packet, a grunt as he slapped his cock against my ass. I tried to back him up but he wouldn’t shift.
“Roger... I don’t...”
“You do...” His cock was slimy in my ass crack. “You want this, Missy. We both know it.”
“He’s out there... I could call...”
Roger’s mouth on my neck, cock paused against my slit. “Take what you’re given like a good girl. I know you like this shit... you told me, remember?I need a guy who’ll just take me... a guy who’s not scared to take what he wants when he wants it.”
I flinched at the memory, how hot the idea had seemed with a vibrator against my fucking clit.
I clenched myself against his intrusion, twisting away from the wet tongue in my ear. “It was a fantasy, Roger...”
“Open that hot little slit for me, dirty girl.”
