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But I can’t for one second let her know the kind of power she’s always had over me. Howfucking worriedI am when she’s not somewhere I have eyes on her.
I slap her ass harshly because it’s that or admitting the whole truth.
That I’ve always been jealous of Ethan for having her in a way I never could.
“Don’t try to play smart with me,” I hiss.
Another slap because it’s that or divulging I’m the fucked-up one who fell in love with his brother’s girlfriend so long ago; I can’t even remember what my life was like when Iwasn’tin love with Jade.
I wore a mask in front of everyone. Back then, I told my friends I was just playing around with her.
Only Ethan knew the truth, and I can’t have Jade know it too.
I pull her up, spread her ass cheeks, and spit on her pussy. “Jade,” I growl. “You’ve been bad again.”
My slap this time lands on her pussy lips because it’s that or conceding to myself, I am utterly obsessed with Jade Alva, and the thought of knowing someone is trying to hurt her drives me fucking insane. Her shrieks turn into moans, and I do it again.
“Fuck…” she pants.
“Beg. Beg me to make you come because who knows what I’ll do to you when I stop holding myself back.” I’m dying to spread her lips and push my fingers inside her tight pussy. But I want—I need—her to say she’s dying for it too.
I can see the signs; the wetness, the panting, but I want more. I want her to admit it. All I’ve ever wanted was for her to tell me she wantedme. Not Ethan, not fucking Sawyer…me.
“I’ll take the pain away, my love. I’ll put you to sleep again. Give you the orgasms you need. And no one will hurt you ever again.”
“Please,” she pants. “I want it all, please.” Her first admission makes me push past her wet lips, teasing her entrance.
“What is that?”
“Everything you can give. Any—ah!” My middle finger presses in a little more. “Fuck, Elliot. Anything you want. Just make me feel good.”
“You want to be my little slut?”
“Yes…”
I push in. Slowly, feeling her tightness and wetness enveloping my finger, I go farther.
“My whore I can use whenever I want?”
“Yes…please…I’m begging you.”
“Finally,” I growl as I lay on top of her, my hand against the mattress to prop myself above her back. “Fuckingfinally,” I repeat in her ear.
Pushing two fingers inside her, I force past her tightness. “You’re going to be such a good girl. The best girl.”
I play with her, moving in and out so slowly I feel her twist and chase for more. Grabbing the chain linking to her collar, I pull at it until I hear her whimper.
“Stay still, baby. I’ll be taking care of you now.”
I take my time teasing her. I lose count of how many times I rub her G-spot, only to pull out and push back in. I don’t touch her clit once, showing her how unattainable her orgasm is, unless I decide so.
She fists the sheets, buries her head in the pillow, and cries out, “Elliot…fuck.Let me come.”
I tsk her, shaking my head as I chuckle. “Patience is a virtue good girls like you should have. Show me your patience, my love.”
“I c-can’t…I just want to come. Just let me…”
My slap on her ass is so loud it resonates in the entire room.
