Page 51 of Promise to Break

"Your scent. You smell like innocence," he says as his hands roam over the fabric, tearing it apart. I told Raven it was a waste of money.

"I paid forty-two dollars for that thong you just destroyed," I complain, because I think he should know.

"I'll buy you more."

"It's not my usual style. Raven made me get them because of the dress."

"I know. You're all about bunnies."

I smile. I can't help it.

"Let me eat your cunt." His lips attack me in a way I never knew possible.

"Your kisses feel so good. I'm going to fall."

"Definitely a virgin."

How can he…? "How—" I try to ask, but fuck, I can't.

"Don't worry, Little Girl. I'll teach you. Your cunt will be ruined for anyone else. I will personally see to it."

I've never heard him sound like this. He's almost playful as he kneels and spreads my legs further apart, pushing his face between the valley of my thighs and freaking smelling me there.

"My dirty little girl, my own little toy." His tongue licks and teases like I'm one of the cakes Emanuel makes to show us his skills. Fuck. How can I think about that asshole now, of all times?

"So good," he murmurs against me as he licks again and again, evoking moan after moan. "You taste like sin."

I thought I knew what an orgasm felt like, but the one coming definitely won't be like anything I have ever known.

"I'm going to make you come twice before I fuck your sweet cunt," he promises just a moment before a gush of fluid spills between my legs. So embarrassing.

"Fuck, Little Girl, so wet for my words, so hot for my touch. I need you on the bed. Now." He stands without giving me a chance to react as he lifts me like a sack of potatoes and tosses me onto the cloud-like mattress. A girly giggle that doesn't sound like me at all escapes as he straddles me.

"We have two options," he says, looking so serious that a smile takes over my face without permission. It's sex. Just sex and shouldn't be taken so seriously or considered complicated. Everyone does it.

"And what are they?" I ask. "Sex or world peace?"

"I'd still choose sex. I'd still choose you."

"Why am I not surprised?" I don't acknowledge the second part of his statement because it's only for tonight. Only for a few moments in time. I roll my eyes, and in answer, he bites my breasts, growling like he can't control himself.

"Why don't you use bras? I don't mean today, but often, you just don't wear them. It makes me crazy," he admits. I never knew he noticed. The shirts I wear are usually loose, and I don't go bare exactly. I use tank tops or camisoles.

"Really, Mr. Man Who Doesn't Have to be Tied to Society. Use them yourself. My boobs are heavy, and under wire bras are far from comfortable. It's enough that I have to be on my period every twenty-eight days. I don't have to listen to society and be in even more pain the rest of the time. Fuck that."

He says nothing as he makes a trail with his mouth. "I've got myself a feminist." He smiles against my skin.

"Options, Little Girl. You have two…" he tells me again, coming back to the subject. "I think I know which one you'll choose…"

He bites my nipple hard. Oh, my God, it hurts, it hurts so good. I need… Fuck… "Kil— Killer!" I scream, not recognizing this version of myself. He bites again, and I cry out. At this rate, he'll rip it off.

"I was right," he says, licking the place he assaulted and causing my abused flesh to pucker. It's pleasant and painful at the same time. I suspect this is always how it will be with him. Pain and pleasure.

"And what are my options? I don't like when people speak for me, especially cabrones like you." I sass him because I can. I somehow know that in this bed, I can do and say whatever I want.

"I can fuck you hard, bring you to screams of pain mingled with the best orgasms you'll ever have. You will scream for me, because of me, against me. Or I can be gentle as fuck, and take your virginity like a gentleman." He gives me the second option with his words dry as the desert. I know what he wants, but fuck, do I want it too?

"Since when are you a gentleman?"

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