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He turns me around so quickly, I'm dizzy until a sharp pain spreads across my ass cheek. He smacks it again and again. And I arch into it. What is wrong with me?
"Didn't I tell you to never lie to me?" he growls in my ear, his erection rubbing against my sore ass.
"You were lying the whole time," I bite back, even if it comes out breathlessly.
"It wasn't all a lie, Sophie. Can't you see that? I wanted to get you out of my system, but the more I got of you, the more I wanted. The more I learned, the more I wanted to know. The more timeI spent with you, the more I missed you when you were away. Because I've missed you. God, I've missed you. I miss you from the moment we're apart."
Tears build in my eyes, and I shake my head as much as I can with him pinning me to the wall.
"Lies," I croak.
They have to be lies. He can't mean any of this, and still have chosen to not tell me the truth all this time.
"You know it's true," he says huskily, now grinding his cock against me. "This all began with me wanting you out of my system, because how much I wanted you scared me. How much of my thoughts you consumed terrified me. But while I was trying to figure out how to get you out of my system, you became my system. And the only thing I'm scared of, terrified of now is losing you. Of losing us."
I close my eyes. No, no, no. He can't mean a word of this. I can't let him back in. All he'll do is hurt me again. I let him in once, when I knew I shouldn't have, and look at me now. No.
"There is no us," I say. "No you and me. You wanted me out of your system, then I'm gone. Get the fuck out."
"Now, who's the liar, Sophie?" he asks, licking the shell of my ear. A shiver betrays how much I want him right now. "There we go. You still want me, in your body, in your head, and in your heart. You're mine."
"I'll never be yours," I spit. "We were nothing but sex. And we will never be more."
He chuckles in my ear. "Oh, my little whore. Are you lying to me or yourself?"
"Fuck you."
"With pleasure."
His hand comes to the front of me, slides under the waistband of the shorts I have on. No panties.
"I almost think you were waiting for me to come over, Sophie." He pants. "Ready for me to prove to you just how much your body needs me."
His finger goes to my clit, rubbing a rough circle into it. A shuddering breath leaves me as I push back on him, the feeling of his cock against my ass making me remember what it feels like to have him in both holes. He works me until I'm quietly moaning, his lips kissing along the left side of my neck while he rubs my clit until I can feel how swollen he's made it.
"Do you want me to prove it, Sophie?" he whispers.
No, no, no, but my mouth moans. "Yes."
His fingers leave me, and in a frenzy, Law undresses me, whipping my shirt over my head, undoing my bra and tossing it to the ground beside me before dragging my shorts down my legs. I'm not even done stepping out them before he's turning me around, dropping to his knees and taking a breast into his mouth, hand coming to the other to pinch my nipple. My hands go to his hair, holding him to me as his tongue circles my nipple.
I hear his belt open, look down to see him pushing his pants down enough to take his cock out. He jerks himself with quick, hard strokes, switching his mouth to my other breast, his hand now going to my pussy again. It passes my clit, slides through my wetness to my opening. He fucks me with his finger the same way he's jerking himself. I stand on the tips of my toes as the tension builds in me, as my moans become louder and my grip on his hair tighter. When that moan turns into a whimper, my body desperate for release, Law rips his mouth away from my nipple, and within seconds, it's sucking my clit into his mouth.And from one breath to the next, I'm falling apart, panting his name, holding his head to my pussy as I circle my hips to ride his mouth and fuck his finger, still feeling Law's body move from his hand jerking his cock.
Before I've recovered in the least, Law stands and puts his arms behind my neck and knees to carry me.
"Which one?" he grunts.
I don't have to ask what he means. I point to the open door on the right. He walks into my bedroom and all but throws me on the bed. He tears at his clothes to get them off, his cock already out, pre-cum glistening on the tip. He walks toward the bed in angry strides. Any other man might be trying to make love to me right now, trying to prove he feels all those tender emotions he just spoke of. But not Law. He wants to prove, to remind me, that I belong to him. His next words only validate my thoughts.
"You're mine," he says as he crawls on the bed, between my legs.
"Never," I hiss.
He's at my opening, holding my thighs so wide, the muscles ache.
"This." He slams into me. "Is mine. No one else can do to you what I can." Again. "No one else makes you so wet that it covers their cock." Again. "No one else makes you moan like I do."
And I moan. I moan his name. I moan for him not to stop. I moan, pleading for more. And he gives it to me. Like a man possessed, or maybe a man seeking to desperately give someone a reason to stay, he fucks me until I can barely breathe. He thrusts into me hard and fast, his bruising grip on my thighs leaving me no choice but to accept his punishing strokes one after the other. And still, I have to put my hand to my headboard to be able to take him.
