Page 133 of The Secrets That Kill


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Sliding a hand down my stomach, I part my lower lips. Hisgaze locks in on my exposed pussy. I push a finger into my slit, pull it back, and bring it up to his lips.

His eyes narrow.

“A beating wasn’t enough?”

“You call that a beating? I barely felt it.”

He captures my hand, pressing in on the points where the rope knots dug into my flesh both times he tied me up. I wince at the sharp burst of pain, and he grins, teeth flashing in that vicious smile.

“Uh-huh.” He sucks my finger into his mouth, holding it—hard—between his teeth as he licks it with his tongue. “You taste like the sweetest sin, Pollyanna.”

“What are you going to do about it?”

His hand tightens on mine. “It’s Sir.”

“You need to earn that title.”

There’s a beat, and time screeches to a stop as our eyes lock.

“Seems like my pretty Pollyanna’s showing her true fucking colors. I can make you bleed. Burn you with wax. Carve my name into your flesh.”

His words are soft, dreamy, hot.

A sane person would be scared, not turned on.

But me? I’m so turned on I’m dripping, my clit clamoring for his mouth.

“Do. Your. Worst.”

He eyes me, a giant, sleek cat from the depths of hell, beautiful and deadly and mine. I’m making him purr.

Mercer lightly runs a hand down my spine, pressing his fingers in here and there as he goes…making me wince, making me wetter, making all those memories of what we did, whathedid to me on the cross burst into life once more. It’s the knife edge of agony and ecstasy.

He contemplates me, moves around like a predator, thentugs hard on a nipple, twisting it, breathing in, and smiling when I gasp in pain and pleasure. He pushes three fingers into my mouth, fucks me with them.

Again, he changes pace and position, sliding his hand down to finger fuck me and rub my clit with his thumb. I’m so wet, I can hear his fingers each time they push into me.

He stops that, too.

Finally, he reaches for my ass and pushes a finger in there. I cry out in a moan, trembling, grabbing at him as I go weak in his arms, slack with need.

“So that’s what you want.”

“Yes.”

I want him everywhere. But it wasn’t until he put his finger in my ass that I realized it.

I want him to fuck me there.

I want it hard. I want it rough.

“You think I should give you what you want? Just like that?”

“Yes.”

“What about my needs?”

“Fuck your needs.” I pause. “Sir.”

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