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Her long lashes flutter, and her mouth parts with a soft gasp as she gazes at me, silently begging me to kiss her.
But I’m not going to kiss her because it’s whatshewants.
I’m doing it because it’s whatIwant.
This is for me.
I forcefully slam my mouth to hers, sucking her lips between my own without an ounce of tenderness. Her mouth softens and opens for my commanding invasion, immediately granting my tongue access.
Our kiss is wild, angry, and animalistic. I pour all the rage into her through the kiss so she knows, without a doubt, how livid I am. How much I despise her.
And how violently I want her.
With a faint gasp, she winds her silky hands around my nape, holding me in place. But fuck that. I’m the one controlling this.
Pinching her lips between my teeth, I take what I want from her, letting my hands roam over her lush body, groping and unyielding. I want to see her skin marred when we’re done, red and blotchy. She deserves to feel the throb and sting my touch leaves behind.
Her sighs and delicate moans go straight to my cock, making the head press painfully against the back of my zipper.
The pain feels good, though.
This woman has unleashed something inside me that I didn’t know existed. And I don’t know if I like it.
I feel out of control.Feral.
I don’t want to hurt her, but I want… I want… I want herto hurt.
No, that’s not quite right. I want topunishher.
But that’s not me. That’s not the man I want to be.
So I stop, breaking the kiss and pulling away from her. My palm rests on her upper chest, and I press her back another step so I can freaking think without feeling her imprinted on my skin. Our frantic breaths only partially drown out the thoughts racing through my head.
Finally, I can speak. “Mia, are you being truthful with me today?”
“Yes.” There’s a pleading quality to the simple word that only serves to confuse me.
I close the space I put between us seconds ago, aligning our bodies from head to toe, and take her chin in my firm grip. “Am I supposed to believe that sleeping with me wasn’t part of your twisted game? That you wanted me then, and you still do now?”
“Yes. It’s true. And I do want you. But I know I don’t deserve you.”
She attempts to drop her gaze, but I nudge her chin up farther, forcing her to keep her eyes on me. “No, you don’t deserve me.” I lick my lips and barely resist the urge to reclaim her mouth. “Do you want me to fuck you again like I did that night? With my tongue? My fingers, my face, my cock? Bury myself so deep inside your tight pussy you won’t want another man as long as you live?”
She warbles a guttural sounding “uh-huh.”
“Then I guess you have some work to do.”
Through shaky breaths, she asks, “What?”
“Prove it. Make me believe you. Earn me.”
“How?”
Possessed by a sadistic monster who apparently dwells inside me, I grab her hand and guide it to my rock-hard cock. “Use your imagination.”
She pulses her hand around my erection. “Now?”
Our breathing increases when I tilt my hips forward, driving myself into her touch for a few sweet seconds. With our eyes locked on each other, the tension crackles between us.
