Page 53 of His to Possess

He shot me a look, his lower lip curling. “I trust you with my life. You mean more to me than you can understand.”

I had no idea what to say, no concept of how to feel, but I knew in my gut that some force of nature had put us together. And something horrible was trying to force us apart. My entire mind swirled with endless possibilities and none of them seemed plausible or realistic.

His voice dripped of innuendos, the same as it had been from the moment we met. I could no longer deny our attraction or its explosive nature, but I wasn’t ready to surrender to anyone.

“Trust is difficult for me,” I managed.

He turned quickly, his chest rising and falling. With very deliberate intentions, he unsnapped his holster, removing the harness and placing on the counter. He walked toward me, sliding the weapon from behind my back. His eyes never left mine as he checked the ammo then secured the safety, placing the gun beside his.

I was shocked as shit when he yanked out the kitchen chair, plopping down. There was no further discussion as he took my unhurt hand, yanking me over his lap.

“What do you think you’re doing?” I demanded, huffing and struggling to get off his lap.

“Giving you exactly what you deserve. One. Hard. Spanking. You need discipline every day.”

“I will kick your ass.” He had to be joking.

“You can certainly try. You’re going to learn that placing yourself in danger isn’t in your best interest.”

As his hand came down hard and fast, I was shocked how much the spanking hurt through the dense fabric of my jeans. “That hurts. Stop!”

“Not until you learn your lesson,” Max huffed. He refused to stop, smacking me in raw and heated actions.

My breath was taken away, my mind full of utter confusion. Why did he care about me so intently? The moment I kicked out involuntarily once again, he wrapped his muscular leg around mine, keeping me in place.

There was no getting away from him.

Not now.

Not… ever.

I cinched my eyes shut, digging my nails into the cheap tile floor, biting back moans that had nothing to do with pain. I was fully aroused, my skin tingling from the vibrant hum of jolts of electricity. The dazzling sensations were as if I was on fire, consumed by the flames. As I finally lay limp, merely concentrating on the wild beating of my heart, visions floated into my mind.

The same ones from before, being taken and used over and over again.

His breathing was just as ragged as mine and the way his cock throbbed in his skintight jeans was far too enticing. We were both on the edge of losing it and I knew neither one of us cared.

Max administered six more, each one harder than the one before and I was barely cognizant that he’d eased me onto his lap. He brushed just the tips of his fingers across my heated skin, moving them ever so slowly down the length of my neck. “I was worried.”

“As I told you, I’m fine.” I struggled to open my eyes, the vibrations from his touch pure bliss.

“You’re not a good liar,” he murmured before crushing his mouth over mine. He slid his hand to the back of my neck, digging his nails into my skin as the kiss became a passionate roar of insatiable need and burning desire.

Everything about this man was uncontrollable, as if he would always push every boundary. I fisted his shirt with one hand, clawing at his skin with the other. Our tongues entwined, the wildness of the moment forcing our teeth to gnash together. The moans I issued were almost unrecognizable, matching the pitch of his savage growls.

He pushed me onto my feet, still holding me in place, towering over me. I’d never felt so safe or warm and when I wrapped one leg around his, all I could think about was having his cock thrusting hard and fast.

I ripped at his shirt as he sucked on my tongue. I was more desperate to get to him than I’d been before. Within seconds he finally broke the kiss, making animalistic sounds as his fingers easily ripped apart my tee shirt.

I gasped from the action, repeating the move with his shirt, laughing as buttons flew everywhere.

His eyes twinkled, his mouth twisting savagely as he crowded my space, cupping my breasts. As he pinched my nipples between his thumbs and forefingers, I struggled to remain standing.

The pain was intense as he twisted my tender tissue, pulling and plucking them brutally. “Oh, God. Oh…” I slapped my hand on top of the counter even as I continued to reach for him, trying desperately to find his belt buckle.

Max dragged me onto my toes as he hunkered over, pushing my breasts together. He whispered hoarse and filthy words before sucking on my nipple, pulling the hardened nub between his teeth. The moment he bit down, stars floated in front of my eyes.

I wrapped my arm around his head, holding on for dear life as I gasped for air. “Yes. Yes!” I could feel my heart racing, the blood pumping vigorously.

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