Page 28 of King of Cruelty


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When he lifted his head, pulling mine down so we could stare each other in the eyes, I could tell by the dominating look what he wanted. He pulled me onto my knees on the seat, forcing me to straddle him. Then he eased his hand under my skirt, taking his time kneading my inner thigh before cupping my mound. “You’re so wet.”

There was no way of denying it. “So what?”

“So you want me to fuck you.”

“Never.”

His laugh sent a series of thrills through me. “Your pussy says otherwise.” He punched a hole through the lace without any resistance. I closed my eyes as he rolled the tip of his finger around my clit.

“Look at me,” he instructed. “Never close your eyes while we’re fucking.”

I did as I was told, but I could tell he sensed I was glaring at him, although as he continued teasing me, pinching my tender tissue, I was certain the only expression on my face was one of lust. I didn’t want to crave him, but I couldn’t avoid the heat or the sick passion.

“Mmm… My dirty little girl. Yes.” He thrust his finger into my tight channel, ripping more of the lace until he was able to use his thumb to taunt my clit. When I bucked against his hand, he responded with several additional growls. “I can’t wait to take hours fucking my filthy girl.”

Hours. I bit my lower lip to keep from laughing. He believed he was a god, not just a king. The man could think what he wanted. I’d prove otherwise as soon as it was possible.

“Ride my hand,” he commanded.

I rocked against him several times, struggling to keep my tight skirt over my bottom. He noticed what I was doing and lifted a single eyebrow. “If you’re not careful, I’ll remove your privilege to wear clothes.”

“Such a bastard.”

“Yes, which I think you enjoy.” He’d obviously had enough, grabbing one hip and lifting. “Unfasten my belt.”

“Why?”

“Because I’m going to fuck you.” He was different than before, as if gaining possession of me had increased the enjoyment of what he was doing. There was far too much chemistry between us, making the insatiable lust that much more powerful.

My fingers were shaking, apprehension and excitement tearing through me. It seemed I was accepting this, falling into his trap. I refused to think, did what I could to shut down my mind as I tugged the buckle free. As I ran my fingers along the smooth grain of leather, I gritted my teeth. All I had to do was move an inch to be reminded he’d already used it on me.

When I stopped moving altogether, he lifted my chin with a single finger. “Do what I tell you to do.”

“Why, yes, sir.” The rebellious side of me was making a return, which created another odd combination of emotions. I wanted him but I couldn’t stand the man. Yet nothing was stopping me from yanking down his zipper, exposing his gloriously thick cock. Without being asked, I wrapped my hand around the base, squeezing as I rolled it back and forth, stroking him with intense pressure.

When he didn’t make a sound, I made my actions rougher, squeezing his cockhead between my fingers. “You like it rough, Jade?”

“Isn’t that you want?”

“That’s exactly what I need, but I doubt you can take it.”

“Try me,” I threw back at him.

He narrowed his eyes, his long lashes even more prominent, but the electricity within him changed, drifting into something that I wasn’t certain my body could stand. There was no further hesitation. He gripped my hips with enough force pain shot down my legs. Then he lifted me off his lap. He didn’t ask me to position the tip.

He merely drove the entire length inside.

I threw my head back, blinking several times as my muscles stretched again, spasming from the force used.

“That’s it. Take all of me.” His growl was huskier than before, his voice loud enough there was no doubt Tristen knew what we were doing. “Fuck, yes.”

Squirming, I dug my fingers into his shoulders, slowly lowering my head. This was about nothing more than fulfilling his carnal need, but there was something different about the look in his eyes. As if he’d already locked me away, owning me. One taste had been all he needed.

I squeezed my knees against his legs, never blinking as I bucked hard against him. He was so deep the vibrations filtered straight to my core. Panting, I dragged my tongue across my lip, giving him a sly smile. He truly thought he was going to control me.

Use me.

Break me.

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