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She arches her back, and I release my hand from her arm, slapping her ass once in warning. Harder than I ordinarily would have.
“Then why don’t you fuck me like you hate me?” she asks, seething. “Instead of pretending you’re doing it for my benefit. Take what you want and be the wicked, cruel creature you really are. Show me your worst.”
If that’s what she wants, then I’m all too happy to give it to her. The flaws we’ve thrown into each other's faces have turned into detritus for the bonfire of lust between us.
She turns around in time to catch me when I lunge for her, her mouth open as we slam together. “Fine,” I bite out against her lips. “I fucking will.”
22
ISABELLA
I’ll happily burn for this.
Even when the loudest part of me screams that Ricardo will never choose me, that he’s only using me and this moment as a release for all the pent-up aggression and adrenaline inside of him… I don’t care.
Whatever he wants, I’ll give him.
Whatever he chooses to take, I’ll give him. Even an open receptacle for every crass insult he hands over because they are nothing I haven’t thought about myself a thousand times. I’ve come too far to let the truth flay me again.
And physically, we’ve come too far to stop now.
His kisses are brands.
I gasp, leaning back when his large hands take hold of either side of my shirt and tear it open. Buttons go flying, and he rears back to stare at me, the fabric falling open to show my breasts pressed tightly against the lace of the push-up bra.
Ricardo bends at the waist and buries his face between him, his palms pressing on either side of my ribs. Capturing me and holding me still while he takes his time lapping at the globes. He shifts to wrap his teeth around one of my already hard nipples and suckles it into his mouth through the lace.
Sensation grows with every pull of his hot mouth.
No matter how much I taunted him, this is my choice, and I’m not sure he realizes it. Not when he’s tasting me so desperately; his touches are as frantic as those kisses. Not when his dick is outlined against his pants harder than I’ve ever felt him before.
I want his dick in my mouth. I want him to grab me by the back of the head again and thrust home until tears stream down my cheeks.
Yes, this is my choice, even knowing there are eyes on us from the road. Soon, the thought of passing cars disappears entirely from my mind when Ricardo slides his hand between us. He fumbles for the front of my pants before disregarding the zipper entirely, pushing his fingers lower and sliding them underneath my panties. He slides through my wetness with a groan.
“Good girl,” he praises. “You’re already dripping for me.”
“God, yes.”
There’s no argument there. At least, none from me.
He pulls away from my nipple to drag his teeth along my throat. Nipping at my collarbone in warning. He crooks his fingers through my folds in a teasing gesture before lifting his other hand to my neck. Forcing me to look at him as he squeezes. A little tighter with each passing second until my breathing is slightly labored.
“Yeah? Do you like it when I choke you, Isabella? Do you like being choked while my fingers are inside of you?” He slides a single digit into my pussy and watches my reaction to the intrusion, drinking in whatever he sees. And when it isn’t enough, he adds a second digit alongside the first. Rough as he fucks me with his fingers, rough as he squeezes my neck, and I gasp, the sensation of domination delicious.
He slows down only to tease me.
“You are soaked right through your panties. I remember how sweet you taste.” Then he starts to pump his fingers harder, and I close my eyes. My legs quake, and only the car at my back and his body at the front keep me from sliding.
“Do you know how fucking hot it is to feel you gushing for me? With your pussy primed to take all of my cock?”
I love the way he talks dirty to me. Love the way he touches me like I am the most important thing in this world.
The harsh honk of a car horn is the only reminder of the rest of the world. The first one is easier to ignore than the second, but when another car honks, when the sound is accompanied by a hoot of appreciation, Ricardo slides his hand free and growls.
“Get in the car. Right now. I don’t want any eyes on us when I fuck you.”
A shiver courses through me, and I drag the ruined edges of my shirt over my chest. My neck is already chilled, empty from losing his touch. Somehow, I manage to pull open the back door.
