Page 168 of Requiem for Love


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He was thirty when they met. Very few humans, least of all males, went that long without having sex outside of religious reasons. For them, orgasms were almost guaranteed, whereas she’d made the mistake of losing her virginity toCurtis Saveaand believed her roommate when she’d said it would “only pinch a little.” Maybe with an average dick.

“Did you know, in French,virginuses a female pronoun?” Lavigne asked.“La vierge.So, tell me, how does this man go from not trusting a soul close enough to destroy his body like his mother’s was destroyed to making love to you? To his head buried between your legs?”

There’d been no apparent hesitancy on Adrían’s part. That first time at the hotel, he’d undressed her without any evidence he didn’t know what he was doing. She couldn’t remember any nervousness, any lack of finesse, and he’d wielded his tongue like an expert. Now, it felt like she’d forced him to break his convictions. Then she turned around and broke his heart.

Lavigne took her hand and placed it on his cock. “Maybe you can tame me. We will fall in love and run off into the sunset. Would be nice, yes?”

She forced herself to shut out the sensation of his penis against her palm, his shaft covered in what felt like scar tissue. “You can’t possibly think that’s true,” she said.

“That you have a magical pussy? A taming pussy? There’s no harm in testing my theory.” He pointed at the bed with his chin. “Get on the bed and spread your legs. Maybe I will fall in love.”

She didn’t move.

“Mrs. Savea, get on the bed and spread your legs, or I’ll kill you and place you in your toddler’s bedroom.”

Four-year-olds weren’t toddlers anymore, but she kept her thoughts to herself, unfolded her legs, and stood.

He watched as she went to the bed, climbed onto the mattress, and sat in the middle on crossed legs. Everything trembled inside her, but she funneled all her energy into shutting off her brain and numbing her body—willful dissociation.

“Lie down.”

She lay on her back and stared at the ceiling, so she didn’t see his face, only his shadow when he moved to the edge of the bed.

“Spread your legs.”

They fell open.

“Look at me.”

She turned her head, wanting to cry, scream, and curl into a ball, but he wanted her body. That didn’t mean she would let him take her power.

“You are pretty,” he said. “I will give you that.”

“Why do this?”

“Look at who your pussy has conquered. I would watch you with him, with Gano.” His cock slowly grew erect. “I would watch the way he fucked you, the way he ate your pussy. He wouldn’t lift his head until you came, and then it was like I tasted you. Even a man like me once feared the legend of the infamous Gano from Brazil. If you knew anything about The Enforcer, you would know the power of what you did to him.”

“It won’t be the same,” she pointed out. “That was lovemaking, not what you’re about to do.”

“You would never make love to a man like me.”

Not even for everlasting health or wealth, but to her, that sounded like an opening.

“Is that what you think?” she asked.

“You like dangerous men.” He shifted his gaze between her legs. “You have fucked three—at least.”

In addition to the scar tissue on his penis, he had scarring on his lower abdomen, and she shuddered to think what could have caused injuries in such an intimate place.

Frantic fingernails.

Desperate teeth.

Evidence of all those who’d tried to fight what they didn’t want him to do to them.

“Lavigne,” she inched closer to him, trying not to gag as she took him back into her hand, “think this through. Women are emotional creatures.” Bitterness swelled on her tongue. “You want my body to be pleasurable for you, but you’re dumping ice all over me. When I was with Adrían, I was warm, wet. I wanted him. Do you think that justhappened?No. He made it happen. He didn’t start out the way you think. He wasn’t anything close to pleasant.”

It was bullshit.

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