Page 31 of King of My Heart


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She rids me of my dress, and I’m thankful we kept the lights off because then she can’t see the bruises on my skin. She grabs my hips to flip me around so I’m bent over the bed with my cheek against the sheets that smell exactly like her. I can’t believe I used to hate it. That scent of lilac, violet, and geranium. I missed it so much that I rub my nose against the bedding and moan against it.

The next second, Rose is dropping kisses on my back that quickly turn into biting and sucking.

“Honey, I’m home,” she rasps in my ear, making my entire body shiver for her. Her thigh is between my legs, rubbing at my oversensitive clit while she kisses my neck and my back. While she pinches my ass cheeks and bruises me in the exact way I love.

Not like Conor’s bruises.

No. I don’t want to think of him right now. I don’t want to think of the nightmares he puts me through, the—

“Ah!” I scream in pleasure when her teeth find my neck. “Rose,” I moan.

That’s what’s perfect with Rose. I can’t think of anything else, only that I need it,her.

“Sunshine, it feels so good to hear my name on your lips.”

I hear her shuffle behind me before she slides her hand against my back. I take a look at her to see she’s undressed. She is breathtakingly beautiful. Dozens and dozens of small tattoos cover her arms, ribs, and stomach. She’s got one just under her left boob, and I’m dying to run my tongue all over it. The tattoo I could see creeping up her neck at the party is the only big one. It starts on the side of her shoulder, flooding low onto her collarbone, where it disappears behind her back and reappears on her neck on the same side. I can’t quite see the details in the dark.

I’m starting to wonder what she’s been up to for the last two years, but I can’t think straight for long. Her hand lands between my legs and collects the wetness that’s been running down my thighs as a pleasured growl escapes her lips. She bends over me and the feeling of her breasts against my bare back makes me shudder.

“Tell me, Sunshine. Who do you think of when he fucks you? Who do you imagine pounding into you and stealing your screams?”

Her fingers tap at my clit, then go in and out of me as she spreads wetness all over my pussy to make me aware of how much I want her. She moans at how easily she can come in and out and adds a third finger.

“You,” I let out in a breathy voice. “Oh my god, it’s you, Rose…”

“I know,” she whispers against my cheek. “Rachel, if you ever think I’d let you come for someone else…” She chuckles against my skin and her warm breath, mixed with her dexterous fingers, brings me to the edge again. “If you ever think I’d let you forget me…” Her fingers pick up the pace, the sound of my wetness resonating in the room with a ridiculous loudness. “Baby, you’d be so,so,” her sentence is cut off by one of my loud moans and harsh breathing, “wrong.”

I whine loudly, close enough to the edge that I could just let myself fall and crash.

It’s pathetic how desperate I am to come again; how close she got me in a couple of minutes and a few dirty words. I’m pushing my hips against her, meeting her hand with a force that hurts me in the best way.

“Now show me how right I am.”

I explode. The lack of shame is laughable.

She doesn’t even stop. She keeps pounding into me. I should care about her hand and arm getting tired. I should pay her back. I should turn around, grab her, and pin her to the bed. Hurt her like I know she loves. But instead, I rejoice in the overstimulation.

“I’ve destroyed you for other people, Sunshine. You better never forget it.”

“Yes,” I sob from the overwhelming pleasure.

“Someone owns this body and it’s not that fucking fiancé of yours.”

“No.”

“Say it. Say I own you.” Her pace gets a little angrier, and that possessiveness of hers comes back tenfold. “Say,” she growls. “Rose, you own me.”

“Rose…” I pant, desperately trying to tell her what she wants to hear but choking on my moans.

“I can’t hear you, baby. Is someone becoming a little dumb from the fucking?”

I feel her lifting off my back and angling herself, so I can feel her deeper inside me. I’m drooling against her bed and wetting her sheets from the pleasure. My pussy is leaking for her.

“I’m waiting.” She slaps my ass and I shriek.

“Ro…Rose, you…” She fucks me harder, pushing me against the bed. The three fingers in me are burning and I never want her to stop.

“Start again.”

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