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“Shane!” She flushes a deeper shade of pink.
“It’s true,” I reach for her hips. “Now come here.” I pull her onto the floor of the limo, turning her around until she’s facing the seat so I can bend her over it. I look down at her. Her crotchless panties stretched taut over her perfect peach of an ass so that her pussy and backside are on full display. I think about how that asshole chef smiled at her. How the anger burns in my veins when I think of her with any man other than my brothers. I can keep it in check these days but I still feel it. I swallow hard as one word keeps on repeating over and over in my head.
Mine!
She has done nothing wrong, but I’m going to fuck her like she did anyway. I drive my cock into her silky wet heat and she groans loudly as she’s pressed against the seat.
“Jesus, Shane!” she hisses as her walls tighten around me.
I lean over her, my lips dusting over her ear. “This pussy is mine, Jessie,” I growl. “Don’t ever forget it.”
“How could I? You’re such a possessive asshole.” She grinds out the words as I nail her to the seat.
“You. Love. It.” I drive into her with each word.
“Fuck, yes,” she moans as I wrap my hands around her waist, gripping her tightly as I fuck her hard and deep.
Chapter 14
Jessie
Ihave no idea what caused the sudden change in Shane, but he went from being kind of sweet and funny to fucking me like he was pissed as hell. Not that I’m complaining. I mean, angry sex with him is super-hot, but I’d kind of like to know what I’ve done – if indeed I have done anything.
As soon as we got home, he carried me to my bedroom and practically tore off my clothes while barely speaking a word. Now I’m cuffed to the headboard, lying face down on the bed with my ass in the air waiting for whatever the hell he has planned. I’m pretty sure it involves his belt because I heard him taking it off about five seconds ago and it sent shivers along my spine.
The bed dips behind me and his warm, rough hand rubs over the skin of my back. I arch it in pleasure, pressing into his touch. I turn my head to see him and he’s kneeling on the bed behind me, in just his suit pants, staring at my ass.
I swallow hard. “Shane?” I whisper.
He seems to snap out of his trance. “Yeah?”
“Are you mad at me?”
Sometimes he spanks me like he’s mad even though he’s not, and it is hot. Sometimes he spanks me because he is mad at me, and that’s hot too. And often I don’t care if he’s pissed at me or not, because the outcome is always the same and neither of us remember what we were even mad about. But sometimes, like tonight, I feel a need to know one way or another. Maybe because we fought earlier today and because the whole baby issue makes me feel so raw and vulnerable.
He frowns at me as he lies beside me until his face is close to mine. “No,” he whispers.
“Good.”
He narrows his eyes at me. “You want me to untie you?”
“Nope.” I grin at him.
“You know you’re everything to me, right?”
“Uh-huh. Written in the stars.”
“We sure are, sweetheart,” he says before he gives me a quick kiss on the lips. “But now I’m about to spank that beautiful ass like you’re the biggest brat I’ve ever met.”
Wet heat floods my core. “I am the biggest brat you’ve ever met, aren’t I?” I purr.
“Hmm.” He rubs a hand over his jaw. “You did flip me the bird this afternoon. And remind me what you said as you were leaving?”
My cheeks flush pink.
“Do you remember?” His hand glides down my back and skims over my ass.
“Fuck you?” I whisper.
