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"Fuck you!" she hisses, her eyes now narrowed into slits as she glares at me. I don't give a fuck that she's angry. Her anger is nothing compared to what I've been feeling.
"No, fuck you. You let me believe the worst, and instead of coming clean and coming to me, you've been hiding for fucking months. So, fuck you!"
"Why the hell would I come to you? You, King, or Eli could've saved me. None of you did, so you don't get to be angry and act like you've been betrayed. I'm the one who was betrayed by the ones that I trusted the most." She wiggles beneath me, causing my cock to stir and come to life. "You don't get to be upset and go all caveman on me."
Grabbing her wrists in one hand, I raise them above her head, pinning them to the mattress. "You're right, angel. You can be as angry as you need to be, but don't tell me that I don't have an equal right to be angry too. I thought I had lost the love of my fucking life, which hurts. Every day I've lived with the guilt of knowing that we failed to save you." I lower my head, pressing my forehead to hers. "I'm so fucking sorry, angel," I whisper, pressing a kiss to the tip of her nose.
Tate raises her hips, grinding against the solid rod that’s tenting my boxers, earning a groan from us both.
"What do you want, Ro?" she asks breathlessly. "How can I make you feel better and forgive me?"
"It's going to take some time to forgive you." I press my lips to her, stealing her breath. Her body relaxes beneath mine, and her lips part for me, allowing me to slip my tongue into her mouth. Letting go of her hands, I move mine down to her ass and raise her to me, grinding my cock along her core, earning the sweetest moan I've missed hearing.
We work together to tackle removing her clothing and then my boxers quickly. Once we're naked and pressed together, skin on skin, she spreads her legs for me, wrapping one around my waist and her arms around my neck.
"What do you want, Rowen?" she asks again, smirking.
"I want to see how loud I can make you scream," I answer as I force myself into her tight wet pussy, pushing into her until I bottom out. I need her so fucking bad, and I can't be gentle right now. She doesn't deserve gentle after all she's put me through.
Tate looks over my shoulder, her eyes no doubt landing on Ace, who, until now, I had forgotten was even in the room. His presence isn't going to stop me from fucking my angel. I need her, and I don't give a fuck that we have an audience.
"Eyes on me," I warn, thrusting my hips against hers. "Keep your eyes on me while I reclaim this tight pussy." Her lips part as her eyes become dark with lust. My head falls in the crook of her neck. "Fuck, angel, I have missed you."
One of her hands tangles in my hair and pulls at the roots while the other moves down my back and painfully claws at my skin. "You could've saved me. I thought I could trust you, but you failed me," she says breathlessly, her pussy strangling my aching cock.
I'm fucking furious at her for allowing me to spend months thinking she was dead and blaming myself for it. I'm a fool for fucking her instead of getting answers, but right now, I'm thinking with my cock and not my brain.
"You don't get to enjoy this. This is for me, not for you." I firmly wrap a hand around her throat, squeezing just enough to cut off her air supply. She claims she doesn't trust me, yet I'm holding her life in my hands, and she doesn't even flinch.
Her pupils dilate, and her bright blue eyes turn dark with lust as her pussy squeezes around me in a vise grip.
Looking over my shoulder, I make eye contact with the man who has worked for me for months and lied to my face every single fucking day.
"Either leave or sit the fuck down and watch. Don't just fucking stand there like a creep," I grunt, quickening my thrusts into Tate's tight warm center.
Turning my attention back to the woman underneath me, I move my hand away from her neck, allowing her to suck in gulps of air as she struggles for oxygen to moan.
I don't hear the door close, so I'm assuming Ace chose to stay, not that it matters to me. I'm not embarrassed to have him watch me; if anything, his wandering eyes turn me on even more.
Leaning forward, I bite down on Tate's right earlobe roughly, whispering into her ear, "Has he fucked you too?"
She quickly shakes her head in denial. I want to believe her, but I'm struggling to trust her. The only thing I trust her with right now is taking my cock and the load of cum I'm going to be filling her with, if I choose to.
"I think you're lying to me, angel. I think you let him fuck your tight little pussy."
"N-n-no, I haven't!" she cries out, her nails digging into the skin of my ass.
"Ace, get the fuck over here." Like a lost fucking pussy, he quickly obeys, standing beside the bed. His dark eyes are transfixed on the sight before him.
"Have you fucked her?" I ask, leaning back onto my knees so I'm no longer covering her, and her body is on display for him. I grab her legs and spread them further apart, moving enough out of the way so he can have the perfect view of her pink glistening pussy being stretched by my cock.
"No. I've never fucked her," he grits out, his jaw tight, eyes never leaving where we're connected. I can see the growing bulge in his pants, but he does nothing to adjust himself or even resolve some of the pressure I'm sure he must be feeling.
"You're missing out. She's the best fuck I've ever had." I pinch her sensitive clit, earning a yelp from her. "So fucking tight, and always fucking ready." I slide out of her, allowing him to see the way her pussy clenches and pulses with the loss of me. Smirking, I raise a hand and bring it down, slapping her right on her pussy.
Tate yelps, her body jerking as I repeat the process, slapping her pussy until it's hot and red. "Such a shame you haven't fucked her. This pussy is magic." Pressing my tip against her entrance, I surge forward, bottoming out inside her heat easily with one thrust of my hips.
To my surprise, Ace leans down and presses his lips against hers, stealing the moans I'm giving her with his mouth.
