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My Katie girl has finally come home to me.

I’ve tasted her body and now I’ve fucked her body.

She’s now mine.

That engagement ring on her finger is nothing more than just for show.

And I’ll be the one to tell her when it’s time to break that forever promise she made to another man.

Chapter 21

Kate

I’mface down in the back seat of my car, filled with Corbin’s cum.

I bite my bottom lip, searching for guilt but it never shows.

My body aches and feels good at the same time. My inner thighs tremble. I feel the warm gush of my orgasm mixing with Corbin’s, working its way from my body. Inside, I’m tender, throbbing, but, fuck, it feels so good. Deep inside me it’s sore. I’ve forgotten just how big Corbin is. How hard he can fuck. It’s quite the feeling to have yourinsidesused like that.

Corbin climbs back into the back seat.

He places his huge cock right on my ass, between my cheeks, pressing against my asshole. It’s allowing me to feel just how hard and thick he still is, even after coming.

Using his right hand, he moves the hair out of my face.

I turn my head and look up at him.

“How could nobody miss you? How could nobody be coming to look for you? I want to hurt him, darling. I want to fuckingkill him. Then again, it just proves you were never his. You were always mine, darling. And you always will be.”

I nod.

That’s the truth.

The insane, honest truth.

“Corbin,” I whisper and whimper at the same time. “I want to know everything. While you were gone. And maybe I can tell you… everything.”

“What does that mean? You want to go out on a date with me, darling? Huh? You want to dress up real pretty and all that?”

My teeth chatter.

Corbin smirks for a second.

He lowers down and kisses my cheek.

Then he moves his mouth to mine and he kisses me.

He controls me. He owns my tongue.

My God, I’ve never had someone kiss me so perfectly and aggressively at the same time.

I’ve already come four times and my body is already demanding another orgasm.

Corbin breaks the kiss and moves out of the car.

“Come here, darling,” he orders me.

I roll over to my butt and stare at this man made of prison muscle.