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“You’re not a possession, Karma. You know you’re my heart.” I raised the hem of the shirt. “It only ever beat for you.”
“I don’t know anything.”
“Yes, you do. I told you the truth.” I brushed my fingers across her stomach. “You believe me.”
“So?”
“You’re mine. Give in to me, Karma. Let me make up for what I did.”
“I don’t think I’ll ever trust you again.”
“I’ll earn back your trust.”
She fisted my hair. “I hate and love how you can still possess me. But your spell is lethal, a venomous poison that fractured my soul and decimated my dreams.”
“I promise I’ll make it up to you.” I dropped to my knees and peppered kisses up her inner thigh. There was so much ink on her body I wanted to discover the meaning behind each one, but there was no time for it. She had lowered her guard, revealed her pain, and I wouldn’t let this moment go to waste.
“Stop.” She tugged on my hair, raising my gaze to hers.
“What?” I growled, removing my hands from her thighs. “I’m fuckin’ aching to have you.”
“Aching? Why is that? I know you haven’t been celibate the last seven years.”
Motherfucker, all she wanted to do was fight while I tried to make love to her.
“No, I haven’t.” I stood, frustrated she’d found the will to stop me.
“You make me sick.” Jealousy was in her voice. “You could’ve been a little less arrogant about it.” She shoved me. “Call one of your club bitches to get you off!”
“I don’t want any other woman!” I put my hand between her legs and stroked my long digit between her folds. “I only want you.”
“Too bad, you filthy fucker! I ain’t your whore.” She beat on my chest, but I could tell she was working through her emotions. The hate she had felt for me was fading. If she had truly wanted to pull away, she would have.
Regardless of her internal struggles, I was all out of patience.
“What about you?” I butt my nose against hers. “You already said you’ve been with other men. How used is your pussy?” Not the nicest thing to say by a long shot. If she wanted to fight, I’d dish it back.
“Asshole!” She went to slap me, and I caught her hand before she made contact.
“What, baby? Just pointing out the pot calling the kettle black.”
“I hate you!” She shoved me hard in the chest.
“Will you stop?” I winced from the pain in my sore ribs.
“My pussy wouldn’t have been fucked or eaten out by other men if it wasn’t for you!” She heaved and panted. “I hate you so fucking much!”
“Yeah, well, we can hate each other while we fuck.” I picked her up and threw her over my shoulder. Hearing her say other men fucked her and ate her pussy pushed me over the edge. I needed to own her all over again. Mark my territory like a fuckin’ dog pissing on trees.
I was confident she was as desperate for me as I was for her. She was just better at denying her desires than me.
“Put me down!”
“No. I told you. I’m done being ignored and waiting on your fine ass to get with the fuckin’ program.” I carried her down the hallway to her room. The first door on the left was a bathroom, the next one was a bedroom. I took a chance that it was hers and entered. “We’re doing this.”
“I don’t want you!” She banged on my back. If she genuinely meant it, I wouldn’t have gotten as far as I had.
“Your wet pussy says otherwise.” I tossed her on the bed and promptly unfastened my jeans.
