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It’s him or me.
Chapter 21
Mick
I have never been so turned on in my life.
Bringing Paige here tonight is a decision I’ve been struggling with since our conversation. I know there’s darkness inside of her. I can sense it, calling out to the darkness in me. I just need to get her to realize that societal morals don’t matter. That she can have true happiness if she gives in to her baser instincts.
I watch her fighting against herself, my hand wrapped around the long braid draped down her back. My thoughts keep returning to the fact that she’s not wearing any panties. That was intentional on my part. I know if she gives in tonight, I won’t be able to hold back from claiming her body again. I’ve allowed guilt over what I did to hold me back but bringing her here, seeing her stand before our victim…
Fuck. I need this woman.
Paige steadies herself and squares her shoulders, determination filling her eyes. She turns my direction and gives me a nod. Quietly, she whispers, “Okay.” The simple word is like a shot of pure ecstasy to my veins.
Yanking her toward me, I slam my mouth against hers. My kiss isn’t gentle. It’s hard, unforgiving and desperate. She claws at my back as I tug her hair, arching her neck. I pull my lips from hers and kiss down her face to the exposed skin of her throat. Sinking my teeth into her flesh, she moans as I lick the bite to soothe the sting. My cock is painfully hard, twitching in my pants and begging to plunge inside of her.
I can’t wait any longer.
With my hand still gripping her hair, I tug Paige away from me and push her to her knees. She sinks down and grips my thighs, peering up at me with bruised lips. I run my thumb along her swollen bottom lip. “So beautiful.” I push my thumb between her lips as I demand, “Suck.” She obeys immediately.
Closing her plump lips, she hollows her cheeks. My chest rumbles as I groan, “Fuck, baby. I need you. Now.” She hums, licking along my fingertip and softly biting down. Her eyes still locked with mine, she pushes forward, taking the rest of my thumb into her mouth. I return my other hand to the back of her head and take hold of her braid. Pulling sharply, my thumb slips out of her mouth, a small line of saliva dripping down her chin. My voice strained with need, I rasp, “Take out my cock.” Her fingers move instantly, fumbling with my belt. She rushes to undue my button and zipper the moment the belt clicks open. I suck in a breath when her hand slips into my boxers and wraps around my dick.
Paige pushes down my boxers and grasps the base of my cock in a firm grip, looking up at me for further direction.Fuck me.“Good girl,” I praise and watch as her pupils dilate. “Now wrap those pretty little lips around my cock.” Paige leans forward and takes me into her mouth. I tip my head back and release a long moan as the wet heat encircles my cock.
She doesn’t need any more direction from me as she runs her tongue over the head and sucks. Her hand still wrapped around the base begins stroking up and down. I jump as she reaches her other hand up and cups my balls, massaging lightly.
“Fuck, baby.” I groan. With my hand at the back of her head, I push her farther forward until I hear her muffled gagging around my dick. My balls tighten and I hold my breath.
It’s been so long,too long, and her mouth is heaven.
Paige gives my balls a light tug and I can’t hold back any longer. Knocking her hands away, I grip her face between mine to hold her steady as I pull back and thrust into her mouth. She gags again, the sound making me more feral. I begin to fuck her mouth with ruthless, punishing thrusts. Her hands grip my thighs, fingers digging into the fabric of my jeans. I watch her face as I take my pleasure from her. My balls slap up and hit her chin with each slam of my hips. Her lips stretch around my cock, tears running down her face, saliva dripping from her mouth.
Fucking perfect.
Picking up my speed, I grunt each word between thrusts. “This mouth was made for me.” She whimpers, opening up her throat with the sound. My hips buck as I bump into the back of her throat. “Shit. Fuck. I’m gonna come.” That’s all the warning she gets before I shove deep and still, warm spurts of my cum shoot into her throat as I moan through my release.
Pulling out, I watch with rapt attention as Paige swallows down the cum, a small amount spilling out. I reach forward and gather it up with two fingers. Pushing them back into her mouth, she licks my fingers clean with a moan. I slip my fingers free and gently cup her chin. “You’re so perfect.” I murmur, leaning down to press a kiss against her lips.
Forcing myself back, I tuck away my dick and straighten my pants as Paige clambers to her feet. I throw an arm around her shoulders and direct her attention back to the man hanging before us. “Time to play, little bird.” I whisper into her ear, causing a shiver to run down her body. A smile pulls at my lips as I guide her forward, turning to the table where I’ve set up all my favorite tools to choose from.
Stopping in front of the table, I gesture toward it and Paige tentatively leans forward. “What are these for?” She asks in a hushed voice, running her fingers along a machete.
I chuckle. “I think you know.” She dips her chin as she focuses her attention on the table. Picking up a metal stake, she weighs it in her hand before setting it back down. She meticulously works her way through each of the items. I watch her, enthralled by her intense focus, curiosity flaming as I wait to see what she is going to choose.
Taking a deep breath, she slowly lets the air out of her lungs and reaches forward. I let out a laugh as she lifts the tool, nodding to herself. I’m leveled by her glare and I hold up my hands, trying to hold back my laughter. “I’m just surprised.” I chuckle. Huffing, she turns and makes her way over to the man dangling from the chains attached to his wrists.
Nicholas Spurr
I don’t usually pick my victims on some faulty moral code, but when I made the decision to bring Paige along for this one, I thought it would be easier for her if there was some wrongdoing they had committed. And this man? This man deserved death.
Paige stops in front of him and tentatively reaches out, poking him in the shoulder. He doesn’t move or respond to her touch. She peers over her shoulder in concern. “Did you…did you already kill him?” Her brow furrows as she looks back at the man in question.
I laugh again, causing her to narrow her eyes at me. “No, sweetheart. I didn’t kill him yet. He’s still under the drugs. I wasn’t sure how much, uh, convincing you would need.” I rub the back of my neck. “So I gave him more than I usually do. I can wake him up if you’re ready?” I gesture toward the table, offering her a half smile.
She looks back at Nicholas and shakes her head, taking a step back. “I-I don’t think I can do this.” Her voice trembles, hand tightening around the weapon.
I walk up behind her and slide my arms around her waist. Pulling her body back against mine, I nuzzle into her neck. My lips at her ear, I murmur, “Would it make it any easier to know he’s a bad man?” She sucks in a breath and nods, eyes still fixed forward. “He is. A very bad man.”
