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“I wish I could tell you I’d let you rest before fucking you again.”
“Doc,” she warns. “There’s no way I can do that again tonight…or tomorrow for that matter.” She pauses. “You know what, let’s just write off the next week.”
I throw my head back, a booming laugh filling the apartment that had never seen any kind of happiness until she walked through the door.
I prowl toward her, the food on the stove forgotten about as I make quick work of closing the distance between us. She doesn’t have a chance to react before I scoop her up from her chair and deposit her in the middle of the dining table.
Without stopping, I drop to my knees between her legs and bite down on the inside of her thigh, tearing a strangled scream from her throat. “Yeah, that’s not happening, spitfire. Now that I’ve had a taste of you, I’m going to be fucking you on every surface of this apartment, in every position I can think of, until we’re both so spent we sleep for a week.”
Before she can argue, I cover her sex with my mouth, lapping up her wetness. She lets out a hiss of pain and pleasure, the line I love to hold her on until the two are blurred and she can’t tell up from down.
“Such a bad girl not wearing panties,” I murmur against her cunt.
I suck her clit between my teeth, biting down on the sensitive bundle of nerves until she’s writhing beneath me. Keeping her in a blissed-out state might be the only way to stop her from running, and I’m more than happy to oblige.
Isla slams her hands down on the table, desperately searching for something to hold on to, but when she finds nothing, she digs them into my hair, using it as leverage to grind on my face.
“Does my dirty little whore want to fuck my face?” I growl against her heated pussy.
She nods against the hardwood of the table, and I quickly stand. She lets out a whine when she sees me move toward the kitchen, but watches as I turn the stove off and prowl toward her once more.
I sweep her up into my arms and throw her over my shoulder, chuckling when she squeals. I slap my hand down on her bare ass as I move back toward the bedroom.
Once we make it into the bedroom, I throw her in the middle of the bed. “On your knees facing the headboard, Isla,” I demand, and she rushes to obey.
Once she’s situated, I round the other side of the bed and pull a pair of handcuffs from my bedside drawer as she watches curiously.
I crawl onto the bed beside her, and before she can ask what I’m doing, I’ve secured one of her wrists with the cuffs, wind them around the headboard, and I reach for her other hand.
“Doc…” Isla says hesitantly.
“Give me your hand, spitfire,” I reply patiently. I know she’s not as experienced in the bedroom, which is good because otherwise I might need to kill some motherfuckers, but she needs to learn that I’m never going to do anything to harm her. Not in a way she won’t enjoy anyway.
Reluctantly, she allows me to wrap the cuff around her wrist before I check both to make sure they’re not too tight.
Once I’m satisfied, I strip out of my sweatpants and lay in the middle of the bed, using my elbows to drag myself up until her cunt is hovering over my face.
“Sit your ass down, Isla. I want your cum dripping from my chin before I’ll uncuff you.”
She stares down at me with wide, unsure eyes, but I don’t give her the chance to overthink it before I pull her hips down and press my tongue against her pussy.
Fuck, she tastes good. So fucking good I’d eat her for breakfast, lunch and dinner if she’d let me. Or maybe I’ll just keep her where she is right now, and I could make that happen. At least that way there’s no way she could run from me.
I suck and lick her cunt like a starved man while she writhes above me.
Her hips grind back and forth as she chases her pleasure, but I never release her hips, keeping her flesh beneath my fingers until I’m sure she’s going to bruise.
“Doc,” Isla pants. “Fuck. Oh god.”
I slap my palm down on her ass, tearing a squeak from her throat. “Keep the name of other men off those pretty lips when you’re riding my face, spitfire.”
She stares down at me in surprise, but she’s so wet I know she liked it. She better. I have a feeling she’s going to earn herself a whole lot of punishments with her smart mouth and constant disobeying.
I drag her hips down again and they start moving of their own accord, dripping her juices all over my face. Fuck, she’s incredible. Her dark hair hangs around her face, her eyes heavy-lidded as she stares down at me, enjoying every fucking thing I’m doing to her.
“Are you going to come for me, Isla?”
She nods, speeding up her thrusts.
