Page 84 of Sacrifice


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We were in a small room, and I was about to turn and lock the fucking door if I had to, so she’d tell me why she had gauze and tape across her hip.

I rolled my shoulders back, feeling a burning begin to build in my gut at the thought of her getting hurt.

Again.

It’d been a couple of months since shit hit the fan.

I’d seen her beaten, bruised, and struggling to breathe.

Missy was the picture of perseverance. Determination. Grit. She fought hard for her family, and she loved them even harder.

“Hawk, it’s okay. I’m fine. I was just going to wait until later to show you,” she finally admitted. “It was meant to be a surprise.”

She pulled her pants down just slightly, pulling at the tape.

“You got ink?” It made sense now, and I felt fucking stupid. “What does it…” I paused, reading the word she’d had tatted across her hip bone, a smile growing, pulling at my cheeks.

“You didn’t think I was gonna get like a hawk or something, did you?” she teased when I crouched down so I could get a good look.

“You got fuckingSwayzetattooed on your body, baby.”

She brushed her fingers through my hair, tugging it back gently so I would look up at her. “At least this way, if you fuck this up, then I can just tell people I really love Dirty Danc—” She laughed loudly when I got up and lifted her off her feet, forcing her legs around my waist and slamming the storeroom door closed before pressing her hard against it.

“I fucking love you.”

The laughter dropped off, but the smile reminded on her face. “I love you, too.”

Our lips collided feverishly, and I locked the door behind her before backing her up and setting her on the floor. “Drop your shorts and press your hands against the door.”

She turned around, making quick work of her jean shorts and letting them fall down around her ankles. She wiggled her ass at me as she pressed her palms flat against the door.

I slipped my hand between her thighs while I freed my cock, swiping through the wetness that had already begun to gather. Her fingernails scratched at the heavy steel door, and she pressed back against my hand, letting out a soft moan when I brushed across her swollen clit.

I couldn’t hold back any longer, and my cock grew as I tugged at it a couple of times before lining it up with her pretty little fucking pussy. So fucking slowly, I pressed my cock deep inside her, filling her up and stretching her. “So tight and wet,” I whispered, reaching for her shirt and pulling it up over her breasts before tugging them free of her bra.

Her breathing grew quicker, faster, her pussy already tightening around me.

“Please just fuck me,” she pleaded, pressing back, trying to force my cock deeper inside her.

“Hard and fast?” I questioned, continuing my slow and torturous pace. Pulling all the way out before filling her right to the brim again. I took both her breasts, one in each hand, rolling and pinching her nipples between my fingers.

“Yes,” she rasped. “Hard.” She threw her head back, her long dark hair cascading down her back.

So fucking inviting.

She wanted hard.

And we both had to get back to work, so this was going to be fast.

I wrapped her hair around my fist, pulling back as I began to drive my hips forward, urging my dick so fucking deep inside her. I grabbed her hands with my free hand, pulling her arms back behind her.

She gasped when I pressed her forward, and her breasts touched the cold steel.

I leaned in, my mouth right beside her ear as I continued to drive hard inside her sweet little hole. “Touch yourself,” I whispered. “Make yourself fucking come.”

I felt the second she swiped a finger over her sensitive little clit, because her pussy tightened hard around me, almost making me come instantly. “Fucking hell,” I cursed, moving faster, knowing she was about to explode. “Come on, baby, come on my cock.”

Her hand moved hard and fast across her clit, and it only took seconds for her whole body to begin to shudder, and she milked the shit out of my dick.

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