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“You’ll only hurt yourself.”

“Please,” she pleads.

My chest begins to pound as I dive into her faster. I bring my lips down to hers, and she crashes onto me. Her kisses are full of angst, need. She whimpers in my mouth and digs her nails into my back from my shoulders all the way down. She’s inflicting pain on me now. “If you leave scratches on my back, I’ll leave marks on your neck.”

“Is that a threat or a challenge?” she asks as her nails dig in deeper, and I move to her neck, biting and sucking on her skin.

I’ve been waiting for her to feel something for me, and now she does, I can’t hold back. I want my body scarred with marks from her nails. Her smell is fucking intoxicating. I’ll never be able to forget it.

“Oh God.” She brings her hand over her mouth to muffle her moans.

I can hardly control my breathing as I pound into her. I watch her breasts move with every thrust I take.

I tear her hand away from her lips and hold her hands above her head. “Let me fucking hear how I make you feel,” I demand.

She cries out in pleasure, and that alone makes it hard to hold back.

I never look at women when I fuck them, but I look her right in the eyes and feel the need to never look away. This isn’t the same girl who spent her days sulking in the room; this is a girl I can see by my side. She’s finally matching my energy, and it’s the sexiest thing I’ve ever known.

She tries to turn her face away from me, but I pull her back. She’s fucking beautiful. Her cheeks are rosy, and her dark lashes reach up to her brows. I thrust in and out of her, trying to pace myself to make sure she isn’t in pain. I slow down when I feel her pussy clenching around my dick.

Her hands find my back again, and I throw her legs to the side and push on her pelvis so she comes harder. She rolls her hips in reaction.

I hold onto her body, noticing we’re in sync.

I’ve always been able to last, but she pushes me to the edge quickly. I dive deep and tighten my grip on her thighs as I spill inside of her.

Sloane moves her legs so they’re wrapped around my body. I bring my lips to her neck and bite down gently.

This woman is mine, and only mine.

I pull out of her. My cum drips out of her pussy, and I use my fingers to shove it back inside.

She tries to get up, but I force her to lie back down. “I need to clean up,” she says, trying to move.

“Not while my cum is inside you.” I pull her closer to me so her head is laying on my chest.

In a matter of minutes, her breathing slows as she falls asleep. The tip of my fingers brush in small circles on her back, and I stop when I notice exactly what I’m doing.

I’m fucked.

* * *

I’m woken up by a gentle slap on my face, and my eyes widen when I see Max hovering above my body like he belongs in my fucking bedroom.

I don’t bother looking back at Sloane. I know she’s fast asleep by the quiet snore that falls from her lips. A sleeping beauty.

Instead, I throw off the covers and grab Max by the neck, pushing him out of the bedroom. There’s a heavy stomp in my walk, and he has a smile the entire time my hands are on him. “The fuck is your issue?” I ask as I close the door behind me. “The woman lying in my bed ismine.Do you want to take one last good look before I pluck your eyes from their sockets?” I gesture to the doorknob.

“I think you could benefit from therapy,” he mutters before handing me a box. “There might be two parts in your brain that just aren’t connecting.”

I watch him get lost his thoughts and make a face at him. “What is wrong with you?”

He pushes me in the shoulder. “Why do you have to be so hateful?” he asks, but he decides putting a smile on his face will soften his words.

“You’re not her—the fuck do I need to be nice for?”

“Oh, I don’t know, Mikhail. Maybe because I’m the best friend you’ll ever have? Anyway, open the box. You’ll love the surprise, you sick fuck.”

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