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“Come here and I’ll show you.”
But of course, disobedience drips from Penelope’s pores and she does the exact opposite. I chase her staggered retreat to the armrest of the sofa, reaching out and grabbing her by the scruff of my hoodie before she can break her back falling over it.
“What a coincidence—this is exactly where I wanted you.”
She lets out a strangled noise that dulls when I flip her onto her front, bend her over the armrest, and push her face into the seat cushion. Preempting her struggle, I pin her thighs to the side of the sofa with my own.
Her hands scrunch into fists by her head. “I don’t want to alarm you, but I think you’re having a breakdown.”
I bite back the humor rising up my throat. I’m not having a breakdown; I’m having abreak.Taking a hiatus from pretending everything is fine-and-fucking dandy. How much longer could I have looked out my window to the raging fire outside and convinced myself it’s a beautiful summer’s day? Fuck it. I’ll open the front door and let the flames lick my skin. Let the smoke blacken my insides.
My world is on fire, and I want to punish the girl who lit the match.
My touch is rough and self-serving as I run flat palms over the backs of her thighs. Fuck, I love everything about these thighs. The way my fingertips disappear into her flesh when I squeeze them. How they taste when I can’t resist sinking my teeth into them.
I grab her shorts and yank them down, exhaling at the view.
What’s in between them.
Her pink pussy lips spill out from between quivering legs, bordered by soft, auburn hair. The sight pulls my muscles taught, and I can’t resist the temptation to brush my knuckle over them. I wish I hadn't, because when Penelope rises on tip-toes for more, her bare ass grazes my cock through my slacks and sends a river of sizzlingneedthrough my veins.
Clenching my jaw, I flatten my palm on the small of her back to stop her wriggling. Take a step back and glare at the ceiling long enough to let the impulse pass.
Belt. Right. Gripping the buckle in my fist, I run the length over the back of her thigh. A dark excitement slides south and pulsates in my groin at her muscles tensing under mine.
The leather reaches the curve of her ass and I hold it there. “What was it you wanted to tell me again?”
Her labored breathing stops. “Nothing important.”
“Answer me, Penelope.”
Her fingernails dig into the cushion. She sighs. “I don’t want to stay on this boat with you.”
Her shoulders stiffen in anticipation, but when the blow doesn’t come, she glances back at me through a curtain of hair, her violent eyes tinged with caution.
I meet it with a perfect smile. “Lucky.”
She frowns. “What?”
“That’s your safe word, Penelope. I have a feeling you’re going to need it.”
My belt comes down on her ass, halting her protest. It was the lightest, most restrained spank I could muster, but still, thecrackis satisfying and her cry is electric. It soaks into my skin and charges all the atoms underneath it.
“Can’t hear you,” I grind out. “Try again.”
“I’mnotstaying—”
I spank her again, this time a little harder. A pink blush blooms against her pale cheek, and I skim my thumb over its soft heat in morbid fascination. “Maybe say it louder?”
“Maybe get a fucking hearing aid?” she hisses breathlessly into the pillow.
When she braces again, I wipe away my smirk with the back of my hand. Either this girl has a medical condition that makes her physically unable to keep her mouth shut, or she actually enjoys the brunt of my belt.
My gaze travels over the curve of her back and drinks her in.
I’d laugh in disbelief, had the little brat not ruined my life. Because now, as the harsh winter sun streams through the portholes, dancing over her skin and highlighting the red in her hair, it’s obvious she’ll be my downfall. Just fuckinglookat her. In my hoodie, of all things. It swamps her frame and I’d tear it off to get a better look at what’s underneath, if I didn’t feel such a masochistic pleasure from her wearing it.
Begrudgingly, I get it now: why men like seeing women in their shit. Wearing my clothes, my watch, it feels like she’smine.Until I’m done breaking her, at least.
