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Spurred on by her insolence and the odd tightness in my throat, I brace my other hand on the small of her back and whip her ass again. The impact is hard enough to lurch her body half a foot forward. Every curse word under the sun spills from her lips, followed by a breathy moan. The lust-coated sound tugs on my cock like a siren call, sending a dull, restless ache to my balls.
Fuck.She’s enjoying this. Massaging her red cheek with my palm, I slide my other hand between her thighs and graze my fingertips over her pussy lips for confirmation. She’s so wet, sohot,my vision dims for a moment. All I can hear over the roaring in my ears are Penelope’s strangled little sighs.
So, Penelope likes it rough—as if I needed any more evidence Fate has tailor-made my doom card to my exact liking. But because the girl has a talent for turning me into a mad man, a sudden, vicious thought heats my chest.How does she know she likes it rough?Who else has broken their belt over her ass and brought her to that conclusion?
Blinded by a spark of rage, I grip the belt at my side and plunge two fingers inside her. She clenches around me so tightly, that I swear I see stars on the backs of my eyelids.
“Whose pussy is this, Penelope?”
It’s a ridiculous question, one that’s never come out my mouth in my fucking life.I couldn’t care less who a girl fucks after I’ve emptied my balls inside her. Hell, as long as I’m not getting my cousins’ sloppy seconds, they can do whatever they want. But the thought of another man laying claim on this girl,myQueen of Hearts, even long after I’m done with her, has turned me into a rabid dog, barking out shit I don’t mean.
“Answer the fucking question,” I snap, scissoring my fingers inside of her.
She goes rigid. Curls her hands under the pillow and buries her face into the top of it. It’s barely a whisper, but I hear it through a megaphone.
“Mine.”
A growl rises up my throat, and I catch her garbled, “But we can share!” as my belt whistles through the air and breaks over her ass.
I let my belt go slack in disbelief. If the sight of her squirming against the arm rest for friction didn’t send a heady fire along the length of my dick, I’d be impressed at her pig-headedness.
“Share? You think I only want your pussy on Wednesday and Saturdays, or something?”
“You’ll get what you’re given,” she mumbles. But I know she regrets her choice of words, because she squeals an apology when my hand curls around the hemline of her hoodie to keep her in place and throw my back into the next blow. It’s fueled by hot jealousy and obsessionand the moment thecrackpierces the air, I taste regret. It was way too hard.
Fuck.I glance up to assess her reaction, but she gives me nothing except curled fists and heavy breaths.
“Penelope.”
She turns her face toward the backrest and my fucking throat tightens.
“Cazzo,” I mutter, letting my belt slide from my hand. I follow it to the floor, sinking to my knees and planting a gentle kiss against the fresh welt on her ass. It’s not lost on me that the gypsy said the Queen of Hearts would bring me to my knees. Turns out, she meant it literally. “Talk to me.”
“I’m fine,” she bites out in a tone that suggests she’s anything but. “Don’t stop.”
With the heat of her cunt warming my face, I can’t resist nestling between her thighs and licking her from clit to ass. Her muscles soften against my ears, letting me in.
“Whose pussy, Penelope?” I ask again, gentler this time. I punctuate the question with a swirl of my tongue around her entrance. The tremor that vibrates through her makes me repeat the move.
“Mine.”
“Yours?”
“Yes.”
I pause. “And will that still be your answer when I spank you so hard you cry?”
Her thighs tighten around my jaw. Christ, in this world, it’s a blessing to die from old age and not a bullet, but I’d happily take being crushed to death by Penelope’s thighs as an alternative option. Like that Bond Girl inGoldenEye.
She inhales a shaky breath and inches herself down on my flat tongue. “Yes.”
Irritation heats my belly. I skim my teeth along her folds, before sucking on her clit. It leaves my mouth with a wetpop.
“And when I make you cry, will you use your safe word?”
Her turn to pause. “No.”
Rising to my feet, I push her ass away with an angry shove, but catch her just before she falls over the edge of the arm rest.
