Page 47 of Sugar Rush


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Taj drew back to meet my heavy-lidded stare, his own eyes glossy and dark, hunger sharpening his face into something both beautiful and dangerous. "That's a dangerous word to use with a man like me, pretty killer."

I ground my pussy down onto his hand and, never once breaking eye contact, repeated, "Harder."

His laugh should have terrified me.

He grabbed a rough hold of my hip, his other hand—ohhhhh holy shit.He curled his fingers inside me until he found my g-spot, my sudden groan making him laugh with delight, and proved just whyharderwas a dangerous word. He found that spot over and over, until I was sure my eyes crossed, until my tongue fell out of my mouth and Taj licked his own up the length of it.

I came violently fast, my hips jerking and pleasure blasting through every nerve in my body.

"That's it, Lina," he breathed as my pussy milked his fingers in powerful contractions that made me whimper. "Come hard for me. You obeyed so beautifully; you deserve every moment of this."

If my praise kink was a button, Taj slammed it over and over, until I swore my soul reached climax too.

When I floated back down from the blissful cloud I'd drifted up to, my head rested on Taj's chest, his clean hand cradled the back of my neck, and his other fingers slowly stroked me down from the climax.

"Fuck," I grunted.

It was weird, but being praised for obeying kinda made me want to do it more…?

I snorted, scattering that notion. Nah. I was far too contrary to do this full-time.

"Are you delirious? I didn't even give you my knot this time, and your mind still broke."

I bit him through his shirt. "You're not as good as you think you are."

"Oh, really?"

Uh-oh. I shouldn't have said that.

Taj grabbed a fistful of hair, and I gasped, my body sensitive and shuddery. "Let's see if you say the same thing with my cocks buried so far inside you that you forget how to breathe."

I throbbed so hard it was like a mini-orgasm, and a slow grin crossed Taj's beautifully vicious face as he felt the spasm around his fingers.

He brushed his lips over mine, feather soft, and breathed, "I'm going to fucking ruin you. I won't stop until you know exactly who you belong to."

I glared. "Myself."

He pulled on my hair; my hips jerked as electricity shot down my spine. "Never forget you belong to me, too. You're all fuckingmine."

His possessiveness caught like a fire in my chest. "And you'remine.If I have to tie you to a bed and ride you until you beg for mercy to prove that, I fucking will. Don't think I won't."

He grinned. The bastard grinned, his little sharp teethies poking free on either side of his mouth.

"That sounds like a threat, Lina," he purred, his thumb finding my clit again and making me groan. "But no threats necessary. I know exactly who I belong to."

"Me," I replied ferociously.

"You," he agreed, stunning me into silence. "I have zero interest in anyone else. Who else would get turned on watching me torture someone, or threaten to smother me in my sleep as a sign of love?" To be fair, I had said that, but he'd been annoying me. "You get me, Aveline. I didn't expect to be understood." He paused. "It's weird."

"Ugh, tell me about it. The sex is great, though."

Taj grinned, curling his fingers inside me. "It's fucking incredible. So is waking up with you splayed on top of me like a clingy puppy."

"Hey! I did notsplay."

"You absolutely did, and I let you."

Wait, hehadlet me. Huh.

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