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Igoadhimonpurpose. I want him to channel his anger... his frustration into the sex we are about to have.

“No, Royce. I’m not going to answer you. I’m not going to do anything—“

He crosses the room in a few swift strides. His hand cups around my throat.

His enormous frame seems larger by the way he hovers over me, his mouth fixed in a menacing snarl.

I’d be scared if not for the lust in his eyes.

“You’ll do what I tell you, Sin. Now and always.”

His hold is tight, but not tight enough to hamper my defiance.

“The fuck I will.”

With just the hand on my throat, he lifts me further up the bed.

My arms flail, striking out at nothing. With the way he positions me on the mattress, my head ends up being between two pillows. One obscures an eye. Still, I can see him clearly enough to note he is as excited as I am.

His grip, in no way near life threatening, has just the right amount of tension to make me wetter than a dewy morning.

Doesn’t mean I won’t fight back and make things extra interesting.

My hands curl around his large one. He slaps them away and pins them to my sides by straddling me. As much as I can, I buck against his hard cock that presses into my dripping mound.

Royce leans down. So close, I feel his warm, sweet breath on my face.

“Do you know the anguish you caused me? The hell I went through?”

“Do you expect me to say, ‘I’m sorry’? Because I won’t.”

He lifts his hand from around my neck. I gulp at the promise I see in his darkened eyes, the warning I pray he follows through on. “I bet you will by the time I’m through with you.”

I’m not going to let him think I’m caving in so quickly, so I sass back. “Good luck with that.”

Without removing his gaze from mine, he loosens his belt buckle, slowly sliding his belt through the loops.

My breath hitches.

He drops it on the floor. Next are his pants, shirt and shoes. He barely moves from his position at my center before he is naked... except for his socks.

“Are you going to fuck me with those things on?” I’m able to move my hand enough to point at what I mean.

Truth be told, I don’t mind if he leaves them on. I just want to get a rise out of him.

Whoops. I already have.

His dick is long, hard, and in my face.

Just where I want it.

“Damn, Sin. You have a mouth on you. I think you need something in it.”

He lifts from his knees, pressing his tip past my lips before I can retort. I open wide, eager to give him the access he desires.

Sighing in contentment around the head of his delicious cock, I go to work, swirling my tongue back and forth over his turgid mass.

The contrast of his soft skin over his thick dick has my pussy pulsing out a Morse code of “more, more, more.”

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