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“And that gives you power?”
“Doesn’t it?”
“Not even close,” I whisper just as I dig my teeth into her skin where Justin held her. Back bowing from the pain, she cries out and grips my hair, pushing me back. I enjoy the bite of her fingers pulling at my strands and suck the spot on her thigh hard.
I’m savage as I do the same to her other thigh while she chokes out, “Dash… Please.”
The way she screams sounds like she's in pain but the wetness leaking and glistening on her panties say the opposite.
I become dizzy from the scent of her arousal, her moans, and the way her whole body writhes. The sight of her soft tits shaking so wildly as she shakes side to side, makes me imagine them doing the same when I make her ride my dick.
“Fuck… Dash. I can’t take it anymore.”
“Yes, you will because neither could I while seeing you in his arms since the second you walked in with him,” I growl, my voice not sounding like my own. “Every part of you that he touched, felt, enjoyed… I’m going to mark with my teeth.”
Blush darkens her high cheekbones as she gazes down at me and licks her lip before murmuring, “He didn’t touch me anywhere else.”
Her voice is a little breathless and inviting.
“Didn’t he, though?” I arch my brow and cup her pussy tightly. “You rubbed your cunt all over him, Bianca.” Her eyes widen in fear and arousal as I push her panties to the side and lick my lips. “I ought to mark you here too.”
“Don’t you dare.”
I tsk when she attempts to close her legs and place my shoulders in between, so she can’t close them. An electric shiver courses through her when I lower my mouth to her core, hovering but not touching. She moans when I inhale deeply despite the slight embarrassment I sense in her.
“Remember this the next time you dare to test me.” I grunt and lick her slit before I bite it hard enough so she feels the sting and still craves it. Her juices taste like an expensive candy I could become addicted to.
Jesus. Her flavor is just like I remember.
“Oh fuck. fuck.” She thrashes wildly. “Dash… Ah.”
I’m taken back to that night as I suck on her pussy lips until they’re swollen and reluctantly pull away before I forget it’s her punishment, not pleasure.
When I look up, her hand covers her mouth to keep from moaning or screaming my name. I crawl over her body and when I lower her arm, I become stuck on a lone tear that escapes down her cheek.
She watches, mesmerized, as I lean down and kiss it away. When I pull back, we’ve both traveled back to seven years ago when I replaced all her tears with soft kisses until she melted in my arms.
The moment feels awfully sweet and romantic but I’m none of those things. I never will be. So before we fall into dangerous territory, I shove her wrists above her head to give her the only two things I’m capable of.
Pain and pleasure.
I watch her pupils dilate as I trap and hold her immobile. Her nipples harden into tight peaks that beg for my mouth. With my free hand, I trace around her tight bud and slowly slide my fingers lower until I’m met with the soft skin of her thigh.
“Dash,” she whispers, restless and horny.
I tease and rub back and forth before inching them underneath her dress. I stop just short of her wet heat, leaving her in torment. I groan when I feel wetness on her inner thighs. The little cocktease got so wet tormenting me that it dripped out.
Deep down, I know it’s all for me.
Still, I won’t be satisfied until she says it.
“Were you wet for him, kitten? Did you leave a spot on his thigh when you were grinding like a slut?” I demand, my dirty words arousing her. “Is he walking around with your scent on his skin?”
“I… I… don’t know,” she lies and whimpers when I pinch the inside of her thigh.
“Or was it because of me? Did your cunt weep at the thought of torturing me, maddening me? Did you wish it were me instead?”
A deep blush covers her cheeks while each inhale and exhale of her breath brings our lips closer. I yearn to kiss and ravage her mouth because it was the one thing she didn’t allow me that night. The taste and softness of her lips.
