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Hating You (Blackthorn Elite 1)

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“Don’t tell me you’ve never made yourself come.”

Her cheeks turn a subtle tone of pink all the way up to her hairline. “I have, but not like this. Not with someone watching. Plus, we’re in a public place. What if someone walks in?”

She should know me by now. I don’t care who is there, or what they’re doing. If I want a piece of her, I’ll take it.

“Then I fuck you in front of them. I don’t really see the problem.”

“Of course, you don’t,” she mouths off, rolling her eyes at me at the same time. I decide then that I’m done waiting. Done giving her a chance. Now, I’m going to take, and she’s going to give to me because that’s how we work. Grabbing her by the wrist, I drag her over to one of the glass patio tables. I can see a visible chill make its way down her spine as I maneuver her, so she is in front of me, her back to my front.

“What are you doing?” She squeaks as I drag my fingers up her spine.

Brushing the hair off of one shoulder, I flick my tongue against her earlobe, smiling at the loud intake of breath, “Fucking the defiance out of you.”

Trailing my fingers back up her spine, I grabbed her by the back of the neck and bend her over, until her cheek rests against the cold glass. She gasps as her chest makes contact with the glass, her puckered nipples growing harder.

“Parker,” she whines, struggling against my hold. With her ass out and my hand at the back of her neck holding her in place, I feel like I’m the king of her world, and in a way, I guess I am. No one will ever take my place. No one will ever fuck her like I do.

She is mine…all mine.

Using my other hand, I slide the velvety head of my cock up and down her ass crack, contemplating which hole I should take.

“Which hole should I take, Willow? Your tight puckered, asshole looks very ripe and ready for me.”

Like a stallion refusing to be tamed, she bucks against me, “No, please, not tonight. I’m not ready…” The fear in her voice makes me harder, and even though she claims not to be ready, I’m half tempted to take it anyway. Every hole on her body is mine. Mine to fuck. Mine to claim.

Sighing, I decide to punish her later, and instead, move the head of my cock to her glistening pussy. Instantly, she calms down, her entire body becoming molten liquid in my hands.

“I shouldn’t take mercy on you. Not after the way you acted tonight. But I’m feeling generous. Don’t make me regret it.” Pushing inside her, I don’t stop until my balls rest against her ass. The air in my lungs stills, and stars appear before my eyes. Tight like a glove, the muscles of her pussy quiver around me.

Home. That’s what she is to me. Letting go of my restraint, I decide to show her a sliver of the beast hidden beneath the man. Pulling all the way out, I slam back in, listening as she whimpers against the glass, and my skin slaps against hers. There is no comparison to Willow, no woman before her, no woman after her.

My fingers flex against her neck, and I squeeze harder as my thrusts grow harsher.

“Parker,” she calls my name on a moan, and I swear, it’s like fucking heaven hearing her say my name in such a sexy tone.

“You want to come, don’t you? Come all over my cock?” I piston my hips faster, an overwhelming need to please her burning through my veins. I want to feel her erupt, feel her go off like a fucking rocket into the sky. I want her juices to coat my cock, her tiny little pussy to try and push me out.

“Oh, god, yes… yes, please…” She pants, and I wish I could see her face right now. Gritting my teeth, I watch as her pussy swallows my cock. Inch after inch, she takes like she was made for me.

“I’m going to come in this tight little pussy… I want you to come with me.” The table scrapes against the floor with each thrust, and Willow starts to arch into me, taking each thrust deeper into her channel.

Like a crazed man, I release her neck and move my hand into her hair, fisting the silky strands, bending her to my will, so she’s half arched off the table, with my cock still deep inside of her. Mine to bend, to break.

“So, fucking pretty and perfect. My fucking slut. My pussy.” I growl into her ear as I pull her flush to my chest and continue to fuck her. My free hand finds her nipple, and I twist hard, wanting to give her a bite of pain with the pleasure.


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