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“Oh, so that’s your huge sacrifice? Not fucking another woman? And did you call yourself a victim for marrying me? Is that what this is? Asacrifice?”
“For fuck’s sake, don’t twist everything I say. I know you don’t want to marry me right now—”
“Try never,” I interrupt.
“Tell yourself whatever you need to help you sleep at night.”
He caresses down my cheek with the back of his hand. “But let me make one damn thing clear, baby. You’re mine. You were since the day you were born and you will be till the day you die.”
“That’s a hard no, and if you think I’m going to our marriage bed a virgin—”
He presses a finger hard on my lips, cutting me off.
I glare at him, throwing as much hatred into my glower as I possibly can, and I’ve got a lot stored up for him.
“You’ll be a virgin alright, and I’m here to remind you why.” He straightens his spine and hunches his shoulders as if getting ready for a fight. I tense in anticipation. “Get on your fucking knees.”
Inhaling sharply, I instantly go into struggle mode, writhing to escape his grasp. He tries to subdue me gently, but I take advantage of his weakness and fight harder until he loses his patience, clasps my throat, and pins me to the wall.
With a dirty grin, he asks tauntingly, “What’s the problem? It’s not like you haven’t done it before.”
I let out a gasp of outrage. “You’re a bastard for bringing that up.”
“And you’re trying my patience, Chuckie.”
I cringe at the playful nickname he gave me when we were kids.
“The last time was erotic. This is not.” I look him boldly in the eye. “I’m sayingno. You’ll be forcing me if you put me on my knees.”
He chuckles indulgently. “Baby girl, we’re not American. Consent isn’t a thing, but even if it was, we both know how much you like being forced.”
My entire body lights up in flames. I break out in a sweat. My fingers and toes start tingling with the memory of the only time I had his cock in my mouth. Oh God. I swallow. That had to be the most excruciatingly delicious experience of my life. I’ve been haunted by it ever since. Hell, it’s my go-to masturbation fantasy.
Tugging at the neckline of my wedding dress, I pull it away from my skin and flap it back and forth to get some relief. I rub my thighs together, the gusset of my panties drenched from that one comment.
With his eagle-sharp eyes, he knows how he’s affecting me.
In a guttural tone, he says, “My little angel loves when I talk dirty, doesn’t she? Now get on your knees before Iforceyou down.”
I bite my lip and suppress a moan. I shouldn’t, I really shouldn’t, but the bastard has this way of short-circuiting my rational brain. This is what happens when you grow up in a society obsessed with virginity. Any chance we get to hook up is too much of a temptation to pass by.
He hears my moan anyway, knows it because he knows me so well, and taking that as ayes, reaches for his belt.
Slipping it out of the loops of his trousers, he twirls me around and wraps it around my wrists. I should fight him, fight this, but he knows what he’s doing. He knows I’d feel the need to fight him, even if I don’t really want to fight him. He knows just how tight to wrap the belt, the bite of it around my wrists amping up my lust while simultaneously grounding me.
He whirls me back around and grasps the skirt of my dress. Inch by slow inch, he pulls it up and groans when he sees the set of white garters and net stockings.
“Fuck me, you’re trying to get me to pop that cherry now,” he groans as he skims a finger up my leg to the junction where they meet. “But I’m not taking you for the first time in the back of a church. No, I’ll be taking my time with you.”
“My first time won’t be with you, I keep telling you.”
“You say that.” He briefly closes his eyes as he slips a finger beneath my silk panties. “And yet you’re soaking wet.”
He plunges his finger inside my pussy. I arch my back and cry out at the invasion.
“Tight as fuck,” he murmurs against my lips. “Such a good little virgin and yet you want to be my dirty slut.”
Carefully removing his finger, he slips it into his mouth and sucks. “I’m gonna need to taste that sweet honey directly from the source.”
