Page 28 of Sinful Enemy


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Groaning against her lips, I coaxed, “Fuck… I missed you…”

Her frustrated screams were muffled by my mouth, knowing she wasn’t going anywhere unless I wanted her to. And the only place she was going was right on my fucking cock. Loosening my grip, I slowly brushed my lips against hers.

I breathed out, “Say it, sugar.”

She turned her face away from my attack, but I gripped her chin, forcing her to lock eyes with me. I needed her to see she wouldn’t win this power struggle between us.

We both panted profusely.

“Say it,” I ordered.

“Stop it.”

I rubbed her bottom lip with my thumb, needing a minute to touch her.

To look at her.

Hold her.

Fucking feel her.

I missed her so much, and she was right there in front of me, giving me her come.

We stared at each other for what felt like hours, both of us lost in our own demons. In the past, we couldn’t change. In the present that seemed like it took an eternity to get there. In the future we still wanted.

Even after all these years, she still took my goddamn breath away. She was so beautiful, so painfully breathtaking. Her pouty lips already swollen from my assault made her look like a gorgeous disaster, and I was just getting started.

“Do it for me… say it.”

Her hands dug into my hair as she came down my hand, her pussy dripping onto the floor beneath us, and still, I didn’t stop. I growled, slamming my mouth onto hers again.

Claiming her tongue.

Her mind.

Her heart.

Every last part of her body and soul. She met each push and pull I expressed through my rough touch.

It was intense.

It was needy.

It led to angry fucking.

In an instant, I stripped off her dress, tossing it over my shoulder. I made a mental note to throw it away later. My cock throbbed against my zipper. Seeing her naked and helpless in front of me caused an excruciating ache in my balls.

I groaned because my memories of her didn’t even compare to this.

To her.

She forcefully gripped the front of my button-down flannel, yanking me closer, trying to mold us into one person, kissing me as if her life depended on it. She moaned into my mouth, frantically trying to gather her bearings from my tight hold while our bodies shook with undeniable desire. Every part of our reserve hammered all around us.

I slapped her ass, making her whimper before lifting her to straddle my waist as I set her on the edge of the piano with only her heels on. Our mouths collided again, unable to get enough of each other.

Before I dropped to my knees, I spoke with conviction, “If we do this, Hazel. You’re mine now.”

I stared down at her, lust pounding through every vessel in my body. I caressed from her neck to her breasts to where I wanted to be the most.

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