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My breath hitched as his thumb began to run along my slit, teasing my overly sensitive skin.
"Is that what you wanted?"
I reached out to fist his vest, the leather warm against my skin determined to shove him away.
He cupped my mound. "Maybe I need to show you again?"
His finger parted me, finding my clit once more.
"Pope…." My eyes closed to half-mast, my head falling back against the metal fence. "Stop. I have to go."
"One more," he murmured, stepping into my body. His lips grazed my neck, his teeth dragging across my skin. "Just one more for the road."
Torn between ecstasy and agony, I submitted to his seduction.
"Good girl," Pope praised as my hips lifted, tiny pants and whimpers slipping from between my parted lips. "That's it, Jules. Let me make you feel good. Let me hear you, Little Red."
I groaned, clutching at him, desperate to please the devil whispering in my ear.
"Ben." His name slipped free before I could wind it back.
Pope froze.
"Please," I begged, my hips hitching. "Please, Pope. I need—"
His mouth covered mine, silencing me.
In the dark, he worked my body, his fingers playing across my clit, forcing from me sounds I’d never before made.
My hips began to shift as my orgasm loomed, my body ready for the pleasure he was about to give.
Pope pulled back a fraction.
"Breathe deep," he ordered. The hand he'd curved around my neck tightened. "I'm gonna choke you while you come."
I didn't pause to process his order—my body already trained to obey his commands. I sucked in air, my heart slamming into my chest as he cut off my air supply.
Our eyes met, mine growing wide, his dark with pleasure. He increased the pressure of his hand against my windpipe—the action at once terrifying and exhilarating.
Surrender.
The thin veneer of control I'd maintained throughout the night had been ripped away. Here I stood at his mercy, my orgasm, my pleasure, my breath, my life in his hands.
I shattered, breaking apart, my orgasm tearing through the walls I'd built around my emotions—obliterating the anger I'd fed until nothing but numb pleasure remained.
Black sparks danced at the corners of my eyes, the world beginning to take on a fuzzy quality.
"Easy," Pope whispered, slowly easing the pressure from my throat. "Breathe, Jules."
I gasped for air, allowing Pope to support my weight as tremors ran through my limbs. He ran a hand over my hair, gentle but firm.
Despite my powerful climax, I wanted to drop to my knees and suck him off once more. I wanted Pope to fuck me until I forgot everyone and everything but him.
"Jules? You out here?"
At Lilith's call, I stiffened in Pope's arms, praying my friend wouldn't round the back of the bar to find me half-naked in the dark with a strange man.
Shit.
