Page 216 of Hateful Games

Lazily thrusting one finger to the knuckle in my core, he muses, “Was it something I said?” Thrust. “Did? Thrust. “Or because you have the power to turn me into a remorseless killer?” Thrust.

“All of it,” I cry out when he shoves another finger, slamming his palm against my clit and scissoring inside my walls. “Oh god!”

“Were you jealous I didn’t drag you away from here?” he harshly demands, intent on stripping all of my walls. His pace picking up. The wet noises filling the air. “Did you want me to stake my claim in front of everyone that I own you?”

“Yes.” Riding his hand without shame, I tug at the strands of his hair and rasp, “Why didn’t you, Nova?”

Keeping his fingers lodged deep, he circles my waist with his free arm and tugs me onto his lap. My knees on either side of him while he leans back. Finger fucking me harder and more punishingly, he grasps the back of my neck and brings my panting mouth closer to his.

“Then we wouldn’t be here with you admitting you’re addicted to my barbaric ways,” he arrogantly taunts. “And I would’ve missed the satisfaction of letting that prick know he has no chance of tasting what is mine.”

“Your damn games!” I taunt but there’s a smile on my face.

“I’ll give you everything, Rose. Whatever your heart desires. The world. The moon. The stars,” he promises against my lips. “Have you experience every desire.” A hard thrust that makes my toes curl, he growls, “The catch… only I give them to you.”

His domineering tone has me falling over the edge, but he cruelly stops.

“I swear I’m going to kill you if you don’t make me come, Nova,” I threaten in frustration and agony.

“Bad girls don’t deserve orgasms without a little pain,” he reprimands. “Stand up and lose the dress.”

“Why?”

“You know exactly why.”

Punishment.

I know he’s referring to spanking me. My nipples pucker in excitement for the sweet pain his palm will deliver. On shaking legs, I do as he commands while gripping his shoulders as leverage.

Staring into his eyes, I lower the hidden side zipper and slide the strap down and let my dress fall. His eyes flare in lust as I stand nude since I had forgone the bra. Even as I surrender, giving him free rein over my body, I can’t help but defiantly murmur, “This changes nothing.”

“It changes everything.”

“I still hate you.”

“Let me give you another reason,” he rasps. “Turn around and bend over.”

The space between the glass table and the couch is enough for me to bend without hitting my head. Yet nerves dance on my skin because the position leaves me completely vulnerable and exposed to Nova.

He can see every part of me.

“Spread your legs. Let me see my pussy. It’s mine, isn’t it? Your tits, your cunt, and your ass.”

I jolt when he grabs my ass cheeks and pulls them apart. After I’ve widened my legs. His warm breath teases my puckered hole. My eyes falling closed, as if it’ll make me forget he’s shamelessly staring at my most forbidden part.

“One day, you’ll take my cock right here, Rose,” he states, and then licks me there.

I can’t even say the word in my head.

And he’s talking about fucking it.

“Nova… Please,” I whimper when he circles the same spot with his tongue. I gulp in oxygen when he licks again and trails downward to taste my dripping pussy.

Ripping his mouth away too soon, he growls, “How many spanks do you think you deserve, Rose?”

“I don’t know.”

“Twenty?”

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