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“Yes.”
He lifts the edge of my skirt, rolls it up my thighs, then hooks his finger into the lace band of my panties.
Maintaining eye contact, he strokes the skin there, and my brain and body go still between his and the wall. Malik swipes his finger over my sex and pushes two thick fingers into my pussy, then swirls around my clit.
“You’re wet for me. Just like always.”
“No.” The word comes out on the edge of a breath, stopping short in my throat when he starts pumping in and out of me.
“Who’s the liar now?” One corner of his mouth slides into a devilish grin, and we’re pulled back into that relentless game of predator and prey. Except this time, we’re husband and wife. “At least one of us is trying to clear their name.”
He pumps harder.
“Malik…” I moan out embarrassingly loudly and pray no one is anywhere near the door.
“Let me show you what truth feels like, Malyshka. Let me show you what’s real,” he growls into my ear. “Maybe when you fuck the soulless monster, you can tell me again if you think I misled you. But beware, to be with me is to taste death.”
Molding his muscular chest to mine, he captures my mouth in a kiss that makes my bones melt with infernal fire. I part my lips for his tongue so he can taste me and for me to do the same to him. I want to taste him again.
When I do, I feel his darkness. It thrills me. He tastes like something I know I shouldn’t have but want. The forbidden feeling spreads the fire over my body, consuming me the same way he does.
The rage and uncertainty that previously fueled me are forced out of my mind.
My blood sizzles. My brain is scorched, and all I feel are his possessive kisses which show me this is real. The prospect of such a thing makes me cling to his shirt to pull him closer.
Ineedhim closer. I want to feel all he gives me. The thing I’ve never gotten from anyone else.
I want to feel him.
Lifting my leg, he moves my panties aside. Then he shoves his pants down his hips and with one quick thrust, he slams his already rock-hard cock into my aching pussy.
Then there’s no prelude to his fucking; he just starts hammering into me. Hard.
It hurts like it did the other night, but I like the bitter sweetness of pleasure and pain.
I scream against his lips, and his mouth slides to my neck, nibbling against the hollow while he fucks me.
“YA sobirayus' trakhnut' tebya tak sil'no, chto ty ne smozhesh' khodit',” he sneers, licking the side of my face.
I touch his bearded cheek. “Tell me what you said.”
“Are you sure a good girl like you wants to hear such dirty words?”
“Yes. Tell me,” I stutter.
He grips my hip harder, increasing his pace, stealing my senses. “I said I'm going to fuck you so hard you won't be able to walk. Okay?”
“Ye…sss.”
He ruts into me with desperation, and all I can do is grip onto his wide shoulders, my fingers burrowing into his skin through his shirt.
Every thrust of his cock pushes me to lose myself in him, and I come. My delicious release leaves me calling his name and moaning my pleasure into the hot air encasing us.
“Yes!” I scream.
The sound seems to fill him with more energy and he devours me. Then suddenly, he laces his fingers through mine and strokes my ring finger with a gentle caress that makes everything inside me stop and pay attention.
The gesture shifts the air between us, and we feel different.Hefeels different. Like he’s making love to me.
