Page 42 of Wicked Urge


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Anger radiated off Abel like heat emanating from the sun. His reaction to Blake and what he said to me was over the top, but he must’ve picked up on what Blake whispered in my ear, or else he wouldn’t have been so pissed.

Add the whole felony thing Abel now had to commit. The stupid vibrator turned on when he fought Blake and had been going full blast, and I couldn’t get out of the maze because my brain fried itself from being turned on and needing to come so fucking bad.

Abel didn’t use the elevator. Instead, he used his anger to pound into each step as I squirmed in his arms, rubbing my thighs together and needing him to touch me. Better yet, take the damn thing out and put his dick hard and fast inside of me, but every time I tried to utter a word, he shushed, growled, or demanded I stop talking.

At my door, he unlocked it, swung it open then kicked it shut behind him.

“What the fuck, Chantilla? You knew, didn’t you? Why the fuck didn’t you tell me you knew?” He hadn’t taken that tone with me since we got together. It gave me flashbacks to when we first ran into each other, and I hated it.

Abel held me tightly. I pushed and shoved at him to let me down, and he finally did but moved me against the island and hovered over me. He tried to intimidate me with his size, but it didn’t work, not this time. I was far too turned on, annoyed, and overwhelmed.

“Why didn’t you tell me about any of it?” I screamed out and poked my finger in his chest.

“No, we’re not turning this around. How did you know? Huh? Did you steal the SD card?”

“It doesn’t matter what I did.” Fuck, my pussy pulsed, and the damn vibrator had been on full blast. I worked Abel’s leg between mine and tried to get friction against him.

“It fucking does. How am I supposed to trust you?”

I ground against his thigh and hated how it alleviated nothing. “Trust me? Are you serious right now? You lied to me. What happened that night was important for me to know. How can I trust you?”

“Oh fuck that. I protected you. You didn’t need to know that you shot that mother fucker. You didn’t need that on your fucking conscience. I’d happily end him for you, but you got to the gun before me. You were never supposed to be hurt.”

“Well, I wasn’t, but that’s no excuse to lie and make me think you did me some favor. I thought you killed him and wondered if you could easily kill again. Do you know what twisted thinking that was?” I ground on his thigh and ran my hands over his chest, frustrated at the damn Kevlar. I wanted his skin and didn’t care how fucking hot he looked in the vest. However, I wasn’t done with the fight. I didn’t move my gaze from his, but something hard poked into me.

“So what? Are you afraid of me?”

“What? No. Of course not, but I’m afraid for you. Look at what you did to Blake at the mere mention of the damn SD card.”

Abel growled, wrapped his hands around my waist, held me tight, and stopped me from riding his thigh, and I whimpered.

“I’ll do anything to protect you and our life together.” Abel’s voice softened then hardened as he got an inch from my face. “I’ll make no excuses. You’re mine, which means I protect you from everything, including your self-sabotage.”

The vibrator had my body shaking and my pussy weeping, but it wasn’t quite the relief I needed. My clit buzzed for attention, and I wasn’t getting it.

“Don’t keep anything from me.”

Abel didn’t say anything. He only narrowed his eyes and asked, “What the fuck is wrong with you? Stay still.”

Heat filled me as I struggled to come, and it wasn’t happening. “You turned on the fucking vibrator to full blast, asshole, and I’m going out of my mind for release.”

Abel’s lips twitched while he lifted a brow. “Well, fuck. I didn’t turn it on. It must have gotten switched on when I fought with Blake.”

“Don’t you fucking laugh, Hartford. Take care of it.”

There was no telling him twice. He lifted my skirt, tapped his fingers against my clit, circled it, and I cried out. He dipped his fingers inside and pulled the vibrator out, and it kept buzzing as he threw it on the island and didn’t bother to turn it off. He picked me up, swung me around, laid me over the back of the couch, and lifted my skirt over my ass. With a loud smack, a searing pain bloomed over my ass.

“What the—”

Abel cut me off before I finished. “That’s only a little taste of your punishment, pet. I’ll make your ass so red you won’t sit for a week.”

He plunged his stiff cock into my pussy and pushed me onto the couch, where my ass lifted high in the air, and I had to stand on my tip toes as his balls smacked against my clit. I screamed the whole time as a massive orgasm erupted, but Abel fucked me through it. Several times he slapped each ass cheek, and my pussy clenched around his dick each time.

“Fuck. You enjoy it, don’t you, pet? You’re supposed to be my classy queen, not my little sex kitten.”

The couch didn’t allow leverage, so I couldn’t force myself to fall back against his dick and ride it, so I had to take what he rammed into me. It built another orgasm which already had me seeing stars.

“Abel. God, Abel. I’m about to come again.”

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