Page 46 of Delightful Sins


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“Elliot…”

“Beg.”

I shake my head, refusing to give him what he wants, but this is torture. I need him inside me. I need to feel his entire body shuddering against mine.

“Beg, Jade, and I’ll give you the world.”

I’m panting as I look into his eyes. I lick my lips, ready to give in.

“Fuck you,” I grit.

I will never beg this man for anything.

He straightens up, and his movement accelerates. With a grunt, he locks his eyes with mine, and I feel the spurt of thickness on my belly.

“Elliot!” I rage. “Fuck you!” I’m about to stand up when he presses on my shoulders and pushes me back down.

“Stay down. Feet on the edge of the chair.”

My glare feels powerful, but I know it does nothing to him.

“You’re so wet right now, my love. You’re lucky I don’t make you lick your stain from the cushion.”

My gulp is loud. He can hear it and that makes him smile wider. Sitting down on the bed, his cock softens only in the slightest bit. The fucker is still hard, and he sees the moment I get it.

“No.” I shake my head.

“Yes.”

His hand is back on his cock, caressing it until it becomes fully rigid again.

I can’t go through this. I’ll break. I’ll beg him to fuck me, and it’ll make me look weak.

But it’s not like I have much of a choice, is it?

He does it two more times like the monster he is. I writhe and moan as he comes on me, his thick cum running down my tits and to my navel.

“I hate you,” I grit out.

He brings his lips to my cheek, and I feel him smile against my skin. “You look delicious covered in my cum, my love.”

“Go fuck yourself.”

“That’s what I just did,” he laughs. “Thank you for being such a pretty canvas.”

He steps away from me and grabs some tissues, wiping his hands and cock before putting his clothes back on. “I’ve got some work to do. When your punishment is over, you can go back to working on the van.”

“What do you meanover?”

“You can move from this chair once my cum has dried.” He leans down and, against all odds, captures my lips in a violent kiss.

Elliot is not a kisser.

Elliot fucks, and punishes, and rewards. But he doesn’tkiss.

A breathless moan slips out of me, my entire body lighting up again. He bites my lower lip, sucking on it until I feel it swell between his teeth. I groan for him to let go, even though it’s the best feeling I’ve had in a while. It hurts when he sucks on the cut from Kay’s punches, and I whimper when I feel it split open again.

“Elliot,” I mumble against his lips.

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