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“Caught you off guard,” she whispered. “Only reason I got this damn thing.” Her voice was a little stronger, a little deeper. Her arousal was coming through.

I didn’t hold in the gruff sound that left me then at the very thought of how her pussy was wet for me, all juicy and primed for my cock. I leaned forward so the gun really dug into my chest. Her eyes widened as she glanced down, the apprehension on her face clear enough I knew she had no intentions of shooting me.

“You surprised me, you sexy, little vixen.” I grinned. “Bet your gorgeous ass has never even shot a gun, let alone held one.” She snapped her gaze up to mine before it narrowed slightly.

“You don’t know shit about me.”

Oh, how wrong she was.

“You know that’s a lie, Sunshine.”

She wet her lips once more.

“I’ve held plenty of guns. You have to know how to handle yourself when you’re nothing and—”

I had a hold of her throat before she even got the words out, my mouth so close to hers I knew she’d feel my lips move as I spoke. “Never, ever fucking say you’re nothing. And certainlynotin my fucking presence, Sunshine.”

I felt her hold on the gun loosen and, with a twist of my hand, took the gun away and held it up between us. She stared at me, horrified, and I couldn’t help but breathe out in arousal.

“You’ve never fucking held a gun in your life.” I switched the safety off to prove my point. Her lips pressed together tightly, and I dragged my tongue over them, causing her to gasp in outrage–and desire.

With the safety still off, I retreated an inch and, while holding her gaze, dragged my tongue up the barrel and licked the muzzle.

I clicked the safety back in place and shoved the gun in the rear waistband of my sweats. It wouldn’t stay secure for very long, but for the time being it served its purpose.

And then, I slammed my hand on the door on the other side of her head and crowded the fuck out of her.

“Now, lie to me again and tell me your pussy isn’t wet right now.”

We stared at each other for several seconds in this silent match of wills. She wouldn’t win, even if I gave her the illusion she had power.

“Go on,Amore. Lie to me again and tell me your pussy isn’t soaked for me.”

I didn’t make her answer me. The question had been rhetorical. But when her little nostrils flared and her pupils dilated, she proved to me she was ready for me even if she fucking hated it.

“I’m only going to say this once more.” I took another step back. “You can say no, but if you’re not going to, get that pretty ass on the bed and give me what I fucking want, Liliana.”

I gave her only a moment to decide her route, but she didn’t make me wait. Liliana shivered and walked her gorgeous ass to the bed.

And I watched her, wishing this moment was in slow motion. She gave in so beautifully.

Liliana crawled back onto the bed and laid down. She slowly parted her legs. I grabbed my cock. The length had been thick before she’d even woken up. I’d been so hard as I watched her sleep, as I’d traced her pretty pink lips with my tongue until she parted them slightly for me.

I’d let that muscle travel along her face, across her cheeks, and to the tip of her nose.

She smelled so sweet and clean, like the soap I’d bought specifically for Liliana. Everything in here, I’d hand-picked, wanting her to use the shit I bought and wear the clothes I selected.

She looked so pretty lying in my bed with those big dark eyes and that frightened look on her face.

“Spread your legs and make sure they’re wide.”

They said men were a visual species, but I wasn’t hard because I stared at Liliana half-dressed with her legs opened as far as they could go. My balls weren’t drawn up tight because her little panties were slightly wedged up her slit, showing me a prime shot of her pussy lips and the damp spot right in the center of that fabric.

I wasn’t even this aroused because I was about to fuck Liliana—and I was. Although, that was a major factor on why my cock throbbed. The truth of the matter was, my cock was stiffer than a fucking lead pipe because I knew she’d be mine in every conceivable way.

I was turned on more than I’d ever been in my God forsaken life. I knew she was a little apprehensive about being with me… worried about the pain, that I’d hurt her. And I would, but not in the way she feared. I wanted her pain to be pleasure.

I set the gun aside and stripped out of my clothes but left my briefs on. I wanted her to see how the fabric obscenely tented in front from how hard and big my cock was.

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