Page 77 of The More I Hate


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Amelia’s eyes widened at my words, excitement growing in them. She took another bite of the s’more and grinned. “What would society say if they knew we were roasting marshmallows in your bedroom? I shouldn’t even be alone in here with you prior to marriage. We’re breaking all the rules.”

“Good. The only rules I follow, and the only ones I want you to follow, are mine.”

I leaned in to brush a kiss to the tip of her nose, and then kissed her lips gently, licking off the sweetness there .

“And right now all I want to do is continue breaking all the rules.”

I hadn’t planned to fuck Amelia tonight—not after everything she had just gone through—but having her sitting next to me, so close, so vulnerable, I couldn’t deny the inner beast still rattling the cages inside me.

I wanted her. And I wanted her now.

I tore my lips away from hers then started kissing down her neck. When I reached the soft, creamy skin just below her jaw, I sucked hard, leaving a dark red mark in my wake. Out of the corner of my eye I could see how Amelia’s breath was coming in short, sharp gasps.

“You taste better than the s’mores,” I whispered, placing open-mouthed kisses on the mark I had just left.

“You’re leaving a mark. What will people say if they see it?” she said breathlessly.

I gave her a long, hard look before I picked her up and carried her to the bed.

“You are mine, Amelia. It’s about time the world knows it. And like I said, I don’t follow anyone else’s rules,” I said. “And I will do whatever I want to you.”

Her pupils dilated at the sound of my harsh voice, and her eyes were filled with the same want that I felt.

I stood up and pulled my shirt over my head, quickly followed by my pants and boxers. Her eyes followed my every move, widening slightly when she saw my cock spring to attention.

I returned my focus to her and spread apart her legs. I settled my hands on her knees and ran them up the smooth, soft skin of her thighs. After slowly removing her panties, I paused to look up at her.

“Maybe you’ve never been told this, or maybe not enough, but you truly are a stunning woman. Beautiful.”

Amelia shifted under me, her hips rising to meet my face.

A small smile of satisfaction spread across my face when one of her hands moved to the back of my head.

She didn’t want to admit it, but she wanted more.

And I was going to give it to her.

I kissed the insides of her thighs, moving slowly inward.

Her taste was sweet, just like I remembered it from the last time I devoured her cunt. I opened my mouth and began to lap at her, torturing her with my tongue.

Her hands tugged at my hair, pulling me even closer to her.

She made little mewling sounds while I continued my assault. My name fell from her lips in a soft whisper. Enough for me to feel her orgasm come on. When she began to spasm under me, I spread her legs even further and moved my face up to her perfect pussy.

“I’m not going to stop,” I said, looking up at her. “I’m going to make you come until you can’t think of anything else but me. And then I’ll do it all over again. And again. And again.”

My words seemed to only increase her pleasure, and I continued to lick her until she was covered in sweat, her gasps coming more slowly and in longer intervals.

Bracing my head on my elbow, I studied her face as I brushed her soft curls away from her cheek.

It had been a brutal, stressful day, and now I had worn her out. There was something strangely comforting about watching this beautiful creature succumb to sleep as her eyelids slowly drifted closed and her head shifted to the side.

It took trust to fall asleep in another’s arms.

Her chest rose and fell with her breaths.

I gently removed the rest of her clothing and pulled the covers up over her naked shoulders. She was still so warm and pliant and open to me, and I liked it. I loved being able to have this effect on her and bring her right to the edge of oblivion.

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