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“Nothing could ruin us, dollface. Do you hear me?Nothing,” he declares, pulling my face closer to his. He wears the same woodsy smelling cologne and it’s melting together with the scent of rain, stunning my senses, overwhelming me even further. “Tell me you don’t want me to kiss you and I won’t.”
“Jasper, I–” I shake my head and try to think of an excuse, but I fucking can’t. “I can’t say that.”
His lips quirk slightly at my admission. “I’m vowing to you, right this second, thatyou’re mine. I will handleeverysingle thingthatyou're concerned about, and you’ll come back home. I’ll forgive you. Even though it hurts so fucking bad that you left. I’ll scream from every rooftop that you’remine. Baby or no baby. The wedding is fucking canceled and you’ll agree. If you don’t, I can’t promise that I won’t take you against your will this time. Because there’s things you don’t know about me, Dixie. Dark things that mean I’m willing to steal you away like I should have three years ago. Say yes, don’t say yes, it doesn’t really matter because you’re all mine, dollface. Mine to love, mine to cherish, mine to fuck for hours like a dying man, mine to ruin, and mine to keep.”
My gasp doesn’t stop him from slamming his lips into mine. A crushing weight of desire hits me and I scramble to unclasp my seatbelt, searching for more of him. His lips taste like scotch and nightmares against mine; terrifying and smooth. Jasper’s tongue dominates my mouth like it used to and my body twitches.Holy fucking, swoon.
We’ve been kissing for seconds, or fuck, maybe minutes. Time doesn’t work properly in the place Jasper sends my mind to. The need for him grows into an ache between my thighs as we start panting. The air is thick and the windows are fogging as he helps me across the center-console and into his lap. My legs fall on either side of him. As I sit deeper to straddle him, he palms my ass in my dress, pulling our bodies together.
“Fuck me, please. I swear I nearly orgasmed listening to you talk like that,” I exclaim, rushing to touch him underneath his shirt without letting our kiss end. “I need your cock in me, sir.Please.” I break a few buttons to get my hand inside, planting it against his thundering heart.
I don’t know how he does it, but he unhooks his belt, pulls his cock free of his pants, pushes my panties to the side in one swift motion and stabs me with his cock like a sword searing into my cunt.
Immediately I cry out, tossing my head back. Ithurts, just like the first time.
“That’s right, my needy little thing,take it.”
It’s all too much. Every kiss, every touch, every breath forces me to turn into a whining mess before him. “Holy. Fucking. Shit,” I scream, orgasming seconds after he’s entered me. My body doesn’t stop though. My hips buck, begging for more of him while ignoring the punishing stretch, basking in the pleasure instead.
“My crazy dollface,” he murmurs, nipping at my neck. “Fucking desperate for it, huh? Like always?”
“Yes!”
We rock together, struggling in the confined space, my elbow throbbing in pain every time I hit it on the window. He used to fill me up like this daily, and after years without being fucked, the sensation of being stuffed full is equal parts pain and regret. Jasper paws at me, grasping my ass tighter in his hands for leverage.
I’m out of breath and somehow never felt better.
“My–fuck, Jasper.”
“My fucking pussy. Did she miss me?”
You have no idea.“God yes. Your cockbelongsin me. I haven’t let myself put anything else inside of me for three years. This whole time,Jasper. I promise. I needed you, just you.”
He moans and bites my tit through my dress, making me squeal. “You’re going to take my cock for hours, Dixie. There are 26,280 hours in three years, and you’re going to make up for every single fucking one of them.”
“Yes, yes, yes!”
“Good girl. Keep riding me, and make yourself come again, youGoddess.”
“Jasper!” I hiss in agreement eagerly.
He shifts to grab my hips. His fingers dip into my skin hard enough to make me bruise, forcing me down onto his cock harder with each movement. Every moan comes out of me like a yelp.
“You hear how wet you are? No one gets you this wet, only me. You’ll never come for your hand again, only this cock and my tongue, you understand me?” Another orgasm piledrives through me like a hurricane and I scream out, grabbing at his chest with my nails and nodding frantically. “The interview will be retracted, you’ll quit your senseless job, and you’ll rebuild our garden before I give you the keys to the shop on 5th street. I’ve been paying rent on an empty building for three years and it’s in need of some fucking flowers, isn’t that right?”
“Yes, yes. I’m so, so, sorry,” I vow, pushing my lips into his again.
“I’m sorry too,” he swears, continuing to fuck me roughly. “I shouldn’t have let you leave. I should have chained you to the damn fountain and never allowed you to walk out on me. I couldn’t stand the thought of you hating me, but I still dreamt of trapping you until you admitted you loved me. Every. Single. Night.” His breathing is ragged as he pumps inside of me faster, punishing me. “Now? Now I don’t give a fuck if you hate me or not. You’re coming with me, and you’re never going to escape. Try and run away again, try and lie to my face again, see what happens, dollface.”
“Never again,” I swear.
Jasper comes to his end, shooting his cum deep into me. The familiar throb of him filling me with his release has me slumping into his chest, gasping for air as the car stops rocking beneath us. The heat of his lips against my forehead hits softly.
“I’m going to make you pay for denying us this, baby. I hope you’re ready.”
“I’m ready. Punish me, ruin me, and make me regret it even more than I already do. Rip my heart out, feast on my sorrow and then put me back together again, Jasper. I deserve it. I deserve your wrath and your hate. Make me sorry in ways the souls in hell can’t even fathom.”
“Welcome to purgatory, dollface. We’ll see if you can make it out alive.”
