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“I will take my time, and you will learn to love it.”
“Learn?” I snort. The amount of audacity this guy has astounds me.
“Yes, you’ll need to learn how to satisfy me if we’re going to play this game.”
Game? I’m a game to him?
“What game? I don’t intend to do this again. Ever.”
But with every syllable that falls off my lips, he applies more slick twists, rolling around until I’m writhing against the wall, wishing I could ignore the obvious arousal building deep inside my core.
“Oh, you will definitely open these sweet pussy lips for me again”—he swirls around my clit—“and again”—another swirl—“and again”—another flick—“and again”—another one has my mind reeling—“until you can’t take it anymore, and even then …” He thrusts in with full fervor, making me gasp for air. “Again.”
His mouth covers mine in an instant, devouring me whole. And his lips are so persuasive that I can’t stop, even if I wanted to. I hate how he’s so easily made me a willful participant in this dirty game. The kiss is all-consuming and mouthwatering to the point that even my tongue wants to join in as he swirls around inside my mouth like he already owns me. And fuck me, I’ve never been this turned on in my life.
What is wrong with me? I’m not supposed to be enjoying any of this.
He’s holding my worst secret over my head like it’s some kind of fun game, and all I can do is stay pinned to the wall and let him kiss me.
Fuck.
When his lips unlatch, I almost lean in for more.
“You’ve been dying for someone to come and take control of your wicked desires, haven’t you?” he murmurs, hovering close. Too close.
“Fuck you. You don’t know me,” I bite.
“By the time I finish with you …” He rips the knife out of the wall. “I will know…” He slides the knife down my chest and breasts to my hips. “Every…” He pushes the hilt between my thighs and nudges it against my clit until it thumps with greed. “Inch …” Suddenly, he thrusts the knife's handle into me. “Of your body.”
Fuck, he’s insane.
He’s fucking me with the handle of the knife.
“What the—”
Before I can say another word, his tongue is already in my mouth again, twisting around the same way the knife twists inside me. I feel overwhelmed by both seething rage and insatiable lust.
How dare he fuck me with that … that …
My hands brace against the wall, but his fingers instantly curl around my throat.
“Don’t even think about it. You want me to keep your secret? Then you will take your own goddamn knife up your pussy like the bad girl you are and make it soaking wet.”
“You’re a sick fucker, you know that?” I say through gritted teeth.
“You’ve merely caught a glimpse of all the fucked-up shit I want to do to you.” I can’t see him, but I can tell he’s smiling just from his twisted voice. “Now part those legs like a good fucking slut.”
I spit in his face.
He asked for it.
But instead of wiping it away, his fingers tighten around my neck like a noose. “Bad little kitty needs to learn her fucking place.”
I can barely breathe as he shoves the handle in and out of me until it’s slippery wet, and I feel my heartbeat slow to the point when I’m about to black out.
“I can’t …” I mutter.
“Breathe?” he whispers.
