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“You and I need to have a long talk, Skylar. I can’t allow you to sacrifice your well-being for the sake of everyone else.”
“Tor—”
“I mean it. I won’t allow it. You’re mine.”
“I’ll be staying at my parents tonight. How about I meet you for lunch at the park. We can talk then without being interrupted.”
“It doesn’t make me happy, but I’ll agree to it. I’m giving you some space to get used to the changes in our relationship, but I need to tell you, Peaches, that’s about to run out.”
“Yes, sir,” I murmur, teasing him.
“You wouldn’t be teasing me like that if you truly knew me, baby.”
“I wouldn’t?” I ask, cocking my eyebrow.
“Nope,” he says, making the ‘p’ pop out loudly. He’s got a smirk on his face and right now he looks like a completely different man than the grumpy biker that he’s famous for being around here.
“What would you do to me?” I ask, my voice sounding breathless.
“You really want to know?”
“Show me, Torin. I want to know everything about you,” I admit, my body already feeling flushed.
“Motherfucker,” her groans and then he sits up in the bed, his arms still around me. He tightens his hold then picks my up and puts me back down so that I’m forced to straddle him. Torin had taken the towel off me last night and now it’s just skin against skin, his warm body branding my own. His cock slips between the lips of my pussy with easiness that makes the mileon my face deepen. The hard, veiny ridge of his cock presses against my clit in a delicious kind of way that makes me ache. “You’re too sore and you got too much going on for this, baby.”
I instantly shake my head no. “You’re wrong. This is exactly what I want. Don’t be gentle, Tor. Give me all of you. Make me forget everything but the feel of you deep inside me.”
“Fuck, woman.”
I can see he’s warring with himself. That’s not what I want at all. I wasn’t kidding. I do want all of him. I want him to make me forget the pain that awaits me outside that door I don’t want to think about the fact that I’m going to be without him tonight. For right now, I want an escape. I also know that Torin is the only man that can give me that. I just need to push him over the edge.
I lean down so I can whisper in his ear. I let my teeth bite down on the lobe. His hold on me strengthens and I feel the hunger radiating inside him. “Please, sir? I’ll be a good girl, I promise.”
His hand instantly wraps into my hair, fisting it to the point of pain. Then he pulls my face close to his, not allowing me to pull away. “You’ve bitten off more than you can chew this time, Skylar. If you’re going to act like my little brat, I’m going to treat you like one.”
Maybe I should be scared, but it’s impossible. If the way my juices are coating his shaft right now is anything to go by, I’m more excited than I’ve ever been in my life. “Please,” I whimper, and that one word is enough to send him over the edge.
Thank God.
Chapter 32
Joker
Fuck, my girl does not know the bear she’s poking. I don’t want to scare her, but if she’s going to ask for the real me, then she’s going to get it. She’s so fucking wet already that it would have been impossible to turn down the chance she was offering. Her hot little cunt is dripping all over my cock. I should make her clean it off. Any other time I might. I’m too far gone now. I shift on the bed, slapping her on the ass as I haul her roughly off my body.
“On your hands and knees now,” I command, my tone coming out darker and filled with authority. It’s a timbre my beautiful Peaches will become intimately familiar with. It’s one I will only use on her for the rest of our lives. She looks at me, her eyes wide like saucers as surprise hits her. “Now,” I order when she hesitates. She turns immediately, and I take a minute just to admire her. Her peach shaped ass is on full display, white and creamy, begging to be spanked. She’s looking over her shoulder at me. I know she’s nervous. My Skylar can’t hide that. Yet, I can also see excitement written all over her face. Something settles deep inside of me. I worried she would want something else from our relationship. I was prepared to attempt changing for her, but I now know that I won’t have to.
I move behind her, pushing on the inside of her thighs, forcing her legs farther apart. I grunt as I touch her wet, creamy thighs.Jesus, she’s soaked.“So fucking wet for me,” I purr, leaning my body over hers. I slide my hand between her legs, palming her pussy and squeezing it. “This wet little cunt is all for me, isn’t it, Skylar? It belongs to me and only me.”
“Yes,” she whispers.
I smile because I like she agreed, but it still doesn’t work for me. I keep my grip on her and use my free hand to swat her ass again. “What did you say? I can’t hear you.”
“Yes. I’m yours,” she cries.
My grin deepens, pleased as fuck where this is going. Yet, I push for more. She tempted me—now she’s going to see what happens.
I spank her once more, this time making it a little harder. Skylar’s body jerks in response, as I tighten my hold on her cunt. “You forgot something, Peaches. Who does this pussy belong to? Who do you belong to?” I ask again.