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“I wouldn’t be opposed to that,” I giggle as he turns on his heels and heads back toward the bathroom. Like a fool, I chase after him. “I need to go back to the sorority house.”
He opens a drawer in the kitchen, reaches inside, and grabs something. He keeps it firmly in his grip as he turns to face me.
“In the bedroom, now,” he commands. “And strip.”
His tone is menacing, but I know he’d never do anything to hurt me. I walk towards the bedroom, and I can feel his heat behind me. I’m not wearing much, just a bra and panties, and within seconds, they’re discarded on the floor.
“On your back,” he tells me.
I climb onto the bed and wait. Samuel appears beside me, and finally, I can see what’s in his hand. A black permanent marker. He twirls it between his fingers.
“I don’t do romance, Avery. I do ownership. You belong to me. You want to go back to your sorority house? Fine. But you will not leave my home until I’m finished with you.”
Slowly, he uncaps the marker. He leans over me, and I feel the scratchy tip of the marker as he drags it across my skin. He starts above each breast, writing something I can’t see. Then he moves to my stomach and scrawls more words on either side of my belly button. And then he gets to my pubic bone. Just above the neatly trimmed patch of hair, he writes something else.
“Turn over,” he says passively.
I roll onto my front and bury my face in the pillow. He adds more graffiti to my body, this time just above my ass.
“Done,” he tells me. “Get up.”
Slowly, I stand up. He’s next to me, so close I can feel the heat of his breath against my skin. He grabs my hand and leads me to the bathroom, where there’s a full-length mirror. I gasp in horror to see what he’s marked all over me.
Property of S. Jacobs.
It’s everywhere.
“What did you do?!” I screech.
“Have I made myself clear, little girl?”
“You fucking bastard! This will take forever to get off!”
He spins me and then places his hand at the base of my throat. He takes the smallest of steps forward and his face is literally centimeters from mine.
“You don’t wash this off until I tell you. Do you understand?”
“You’re an asshole,” I hiss.
He leans forward slightly and tugs on my bottom lip with his teeth. He lets it pop free before devouring my next breath with his kiss. His hand falls away from my neck and slides between my legs.
“But you love it, don’t you, my dirty girl?” He whispers in my ear before licking the shell of my ear and shoving one finger between my folds. “You love the way I can play your body like a fiddle.”
“Yes,” I hiss, widening my legs as he presses my back flush against the wall.
His finger moves in and out, sending blinding pleasure through my body with each pass. Every inch of his hard frame molds against mine like a glove as I slap a hand over my mouth to hold in a moan.
Samuel pulls his finger out of me, and I whimper.
“I thought I was an asshole?”
“Please. Please,” I beg, willing to do anything for him to quench my need.
“Daddy,” I whisper as he runs his nose down one side of my neck, then nibbles his way back up the other before taking my ear into his mouth and sliding two fingers between my lower lips.
Fireworks go off behind my eyes as I drop to my head back to the wall with a thud, my mouth opening in a silent scream as I ride the waves of pleasure coursing through me.
Samuel sits up, bringing my body along with him and placing me back on his lap, the bulge in his pants more prominent than it was before.
