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“Do you think I’m a sick motherfucker for watching you, stalking you?” He started undoing his pants.
She didn’t respond. The tattoos covering his body made her so wet.
“Does it scare the fuck out of you that I drugged you, kidnapped you, and planned on making you my little slut just to get back at your father?” His voice was like a serrated knife moving over her body, dangerous yet exciting.
“Yes,” was all she said.
“Spread your fucking legs for me. Let me see how wet your cunt is.”
Bracing her feet on the bed, she spread wide until her pussy lips parted for him.
Fury moved closer, but didn’t speak, just kept his focus on her pussy.
And then he reached out and smoothed his fingers over her inner thighs, moving closer to her exposed body.
“I make no apologies for what I did, because that’s who I am.”
She hadn’t expected anything less.
He added pressure to his touch, his nails now scraping along her flesh hard enough there was a flash of pain mixing with the pleasure.
She tried to stay still, but Angelina arched her back, needing more.
The way he was silent, just watching, touching, was more attractive than any dirty word he could have spoken to her. Fury moved even closer until he was leaning above her, his mouth so close to her pussy.
His warm breath moved along her exposed folds, and a shiver worked through her. She made a soft sound, not caring that the noise had left. But Fury didn’t lick her, and instead moved his mouth up until he was right over her nipple.
The peak hardened and need filled her.
Angelina arched her back, not caring that she was being bold in what she wanted. And when Fury ran his tongue over the hard tip, they both groaned.
There wasn’t a headboard, so she gripped the sheets tightly in her hands.
“You’re so receptive to my touch,” he murmured against her breast before he sucked her nipple into his mouth.
Over and over he moved his tongue along the peak, sucking on the flesh, tugging at it with his teeth, and bringing her close to orgasm from that act alone.
“Oh yeah, baby.”
He sucked on her nipple more furiously, and she bit her lip hard enough she tasted blood. She was going to come and had no intentions of stopping it from happening. He sucked harder and faster, groaned against the flesh until vibrations went right to her clit.
“Fury.”
“Yeah, fucking say my name again, Angelina baby.”
“Fury, God, Fury, yes.”
He groaned and smoothed his fingers between her pussy folds, and she bowed her back, her flesh pressing against his mouth even more.
“You’re so fucking soaked, baby.” He moved his lips up her chest and settled at the crook of her neck, gently pulling at her flesh with his teeth.
He had his hand between her legs, his fingers rubbing at her clit in gentle, pressurized motions.
“You want more,” he said without making it a question.
Of course, she wanted more. She’d never felt so wanton or excited before. A low, desperate sound left her when he pressed on her clit.
“Tell me, Angelina.” The words came from him like a demand.
