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“There’s been a problem with Marcus.”
“What kind of problem?”
Fury sears through her as she stands from the bed, still naked, scrambling to pick her clothes off the floor with haste.
“So this is why you brought me out here,” she seethes. Her face burns crimson with rage, but the room temperature was at Arctic ball shriveling levels. “You wanted to sweeten me up before telling me you’re going to go ahead with the wedding.”
I pull myself up against the headboard, my eyes furrowing and pleading with her to understand that this wasn’t my intention. “That’s not why I brought you here, Lexy.”
She almost trips in her haste to put on her panties, leggings, and sweater. “Bullshit. You’re a lying bastard. I can’t believe you did this after promising me you would sort it out.”
A low snarl rips from my lips at her accusation. “Watch that sharp tongue, Angel. Or I’ll make better use of it with a punishment.”
Ignoring my warning, she continues to get dressed. “What is it you expect me to do exactly? Huh? Live locked away in a secret house with Caleb. Keep the side piece tucked away in the woods but close enough for a quick screw while you live here with your wife, is that it?”
Having heard enough, I rise from the bed, storming toward her, my cock hardening with the need to be inside her again. She notices but quickly flicks her gaze away and carries on shoving her feet in her boots, body alight with temper.
“Sit down, Lexy.”
“Or what, Saint?” She responds with a devious glint in her blue eyes.
A satisfied smirk plays on my lips.Punishment it is!
Before she can blink, I’m on her, pinning her on the bed with one boot on and one boot off. She shut me out once. I won’t allow that to happen again.
Never again!
“Get off me, Saint, or I swear I’ll knee your balls so hard, the Garo line will end right here, right now.”
God, I love it when she’s feisty. Sends all the blood straight to my cock.
“I don’t need balls to fuck that smart mouth of yours, Angel.”
“The only thing you’ll be fucking is your hand,” she hisses, shifting her head from side to side to get her hair out of her face.
“Your fucking sexy when you’re angry.”
“If you think this is me angry, then let me tell you, you ain’t seen nothing yet.”
“I look forward to it.”
“You really shouldn’t,” she retorts.
I grind my cock against her covered pussy. “Keep talking like that. You’re making me so hard.”
“To hell with you, Saint!”
“Only if you’re coming with me.” I hold both her hands above her head with one hand, pulling her leggings down her smooth legs with the other. “This is how this is going to go, Angel. I’m going to fuck that smart mouth of yours while you sit on my face and ride out your rage until you come.”
She fires a hot glare that could burn me alive, and I fucking love it.
“Get fucked. I’m not…”
I push two fingers inside her, and she purses her lips to stop herself from moaning.
“Don’t fight it, Angel.” I curl my fingers in and out of her slick heat. “I’m going to stuff your face with my cock, and you’re going to take it all the way down that pretty little throat. You’re going to moan when I reward you with my tongue and scream at the top of your lungs because there’s no one around to hear you.”
The fog of anger begins to dissipate, and her hips begin to move in sync with my fingers. “You want my fingers deeper. Don’t you?”
