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“Because I’m responsible for two lives now.”

Smack. The sound reverberated around the room, a red handprint, my handprint, on each ass cheek.

Her eyes widened. “I…I don’t understand.”

Smack. “Repeat what I said.”

This time she complied, adding a hissed fuck before the words.

“There is no Switch without Stella.”

Smack.

She stared back at her red ass cheeks as she repeated my words.

“If I die, then so will he.”

Smack.

Her honey eyes darted from her ass to my face as she shook her head no.

Smack.

“You can say no all you want, but it won’t make my words any less true. I will always come for you. Now repeat what I said.”

Smack.

She was still shaking her head no, the trace of a tear at the corner of her eye, but she carefully repeated my words.

My hands massaged away the sting I’d just inflicted, a little moan escaping her as she watched me over her shoulder. Her ass lifted underneath my hand as she went back on her haunches.

My eyes trailed down her side, coming to rest on the profile of her breast, her nipple erect and begging for my mouth. She shifted her weight, swinging one leg over my lap, straddling me. Her hands cradled my face, drawing my eyes back up to meet hers. Fuck, she was beautiful.

“I will honor those words on two conditions.”

“I’m listening.”

“They must also apply to you. No more jumping in front of bullets.”

“I won’t if you won’t,” I challenged. “What’s the second condition?”

She smiled her coy half smile, the one she reserved for only me. “If you so much as look at another woman I’ll cut your balls off and hang them like a goddamned pair of fuzzy dice from the handlebars of my bike. You feel me?”

“You don’t have to worry about that,” I said, a smile tugging at my lips as I stared up at her. “The only pussy I’m gonna chase is mine. Now, are you going to give me my pussy, or do I need to take it?”

“Take it.” Her eyebrow rose. “If you can.”

Shit. She should know by now there was nothing I loved more than a challenge.

Her mouth formed a perfect O as I grabbed her hips and flipped her onto her stomach on the mattress. She bucked against me and moaned as I lifted her ass into the air with one hand while using the other to trap her beneath me.

“Now, be a good girl and scream my name every time my cock bottoms out in that pretty little pussy of yours.”

Her head was turned to the side, her hair half covering her face. “I thought it was supposed to be your pussy. My bad.”

This fucking girl and her mouth. She was going to choke on those words as she took my cock.

She inhaled sharply as I entered her in one swift go. Her ass bore my handprint, and I ran the rough pads of my fingers over the mark and up her back as I slid almost all the way out. My hand tangled in her soft blond strands, tugging her headback as I thrust back inside her wet pussy. Excuse me,mywet pussy, because there was no mistaking that I owned that shit.

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