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“You’re one very bad man.”
“You got that right.” I took a deep whiff and a rush of adrenaline rolled through me from the scent of her perfume, both bottled and au naturel. I couldn’t wait to have my tongue slathered with her pussy juice.
“Why are you doing this?”
“Why? Because when I see something I want, I take it. Period. And I want you, baby, more than you know.”
“You underestimate me,” she purred then yanked off her shirt, allowing me to catch sight of her magnificent breasts for the first time.
“How so?” I shifted my hand down my chest, every muscle tensing from the lustful way she was looking at me.
“I don’t take orders from anyone.”
“Hmmm… You’re going to learn to take them from me. Right now, I’m going to lick that sweet pussy of yours until you come in my mouth seconds after screaming out my name. Then I’ll drive my aching cock deep inside.”
“That’s not possible. I can’t allow you.” While she spoke the words, there was no conviction in them. Besides, the girl had no idea she’d already become mine.
After crawling on the bed, I cupped both sides of her face, lifting her head and forcing her to look me in the eyes. “And darlin’, there’s nothing you can say or do to stop me.”
* * *
Chasity
You can’t do this. You just can’t.
For some crazy reason I wasn’t doing anything at all to stop his advances. In fact, given my words, I’d encouraged him to act like a beast. My body was a treacherous bitch, allowing the rough and tough man to see me in a state of undress, let alone adopt the theory that he could have anything he wanted by offering that sly smile of his.
No. This was morally wrong, so sinful that if I were Catholic, I’d have to go to confession every day for a month. No, a year. I involuntarily dragged my tongue across my bottom lip, which caused the larger-than-life man to growl like the beast he pretended to be.
And he’d spanked me. I still couldn’t get over that he’d treated me like a child.
What did you do to him?
No, I was patient for the most part until he plucked my last nerve.
I was shaking all over, unable to accept that the man was going to ravage me.
The protective side of me told me to run far away, but I couldn’t. He’d become a strange drug, setting me free of the cage I’d placed myself in for protection. Why now? Why him?
I’d tried to remind myself at least a half dozen times he was my patient, but nothing was working. Then I’d tried to remind myself that I was just as damaged as he was, but around him I didn’t feel that way any longer. Nothing could stop my wicked visions.
Snake rubbed his thumbs across my cheeks as he stared into my eyes, his chest rising and falling rapidly. There wasn’t a single doubt in my mind about what he was going to do to me. This was crazy, horrible.
Delicious.
Perfect.
He was absolute eye candy, his physique powerful and structured, tattoos covering a good portion of his chest and both arms. I was transfixed by the art, but they were nothing in comparison to his sculpted body or his long, thick, throbbing cock. How could a man be built to such perfection yet want nothing to do with keeping it honed?
As I allowed my gaze to fall, he smirked while watching me. I reached out, tracing one of the artistic figures with my hand but he yanked it away.
“Not so fast, little girl.”
“I can’t touch the merchandise?”
He lifted an eyebrow. “Do you think you’re buying me, lady? Not a chance. You see, I’m broken beyond fixability. Isn’t that what they told you?”
There was such sadness in his tone as well as the fury the dwelled within.
