Page 54 of Riot

Leaning down with a grin, I slide my tongue along the seam of his lips. “I’m yours,” I murmur.

His snarl is loud, and before I know it, I’m flipped and my face is pressed into the carpet. It burns my cheek, but I love the pain. I love it even more when he rips my shorts and thong down, his hand coming down on my ass in a slap.

“Again,” he demands, his voice as brutal as his hands as he pulls me up. One of his knees nudges my thighs wider as I kneel before him. His bloody hand slides around and up my chest to grip my neck and force my head back so it hits his shoulder. “Say it again. I want you to keep saying it while I bury my cock inside your wet pussy and make you mine. I want you to fucking scream it for the whole world to hear,” he growls. “I’ve been waiting to fuck you for years, Fallon. I warned you. I let you have an out, but you won’t be leaving here now, not until I have my fill.”

“Make me,” I retort. “If you want me to say it, then make me. You don’t scare me, Kage. I can take you. I can take anything you throw at me. I want it. Fuck me. Show me how much you want me. Let me see if you can keep up and satisfy this ice queen.”

“I’m going to make you melt,” he purrs, tightening his grip on my neck as his other hand slides over my hip and down to my cunt. “You’re already dripping for me, my dirty sweetheart. You love it, don’t you? You love that I’m willing to kill for you. Their perfect, prim Fallon loves the dirty side of me . . . loves my obsession.”

His fingers circle my clit as he speaks, and I gasp, pressing down, begging for more. I’m naked and he’s dressed, and something about that makes me weak.

“Don’t you, sweetheart?” he whispers in my ear just before his teeth dig into the lobe. “You act all perfect, and they get that side of you, but this good girl wants to be fucked dirty and raw, don’t you? You want my cum dripping from every inch of you.”

My breathing picks up and my chest heaves as I nod.

“Words, Fallon,” he snaps.

“Fuck, yes, fine. I want it dirty. I want it to hurt. I want you, Kage, now fuck me.”

“There she is. There’s my girl. I love it when you order me around. It makes me hard as hell,” he says, pushing my ass back until I feel proof of that.

“I’m tired of waiting,” I warn him, moving away, but he drags me back. “Do you have condoms?”

He kisses along my neck. “I’m not wrapping it, sweetheart, not with you.”

“I don’t fuck unprotected,” I snap, moving away. “Not for anyone.”

“For me you do,” he replies as I push him away. “Name your price.”

“You couldn’t afford it.” I smirk, my eyebrow arching.

Watching me, he pulls out his wallet, takes out a handful of black and gold cards, and presses them against my chest. “The pin is your birthday. Take all the money. I’ll sign over the house, my cars, whatever you want. Is that enough, sweetheart?”

I glance from the cards to him. “If I say no?”

“Name your fucking price and I’ll meet it, but either way, you aren’t leaving here without my raw cock buried in your pretty cunt.” He grabs me and throws me onto the bed. My eyes widen as he rips off his shirt and pushes his jeans down, exposing every inch of his glossy, tan skin and muscles, but my eyes catch on his huge, hard dick. It drips for me as he strokes himself. “I’ve imagined you like this so many times, spread across my bed, watching me, wanting me . . .”

“I’m sure I’m not the only one.”

Crawling over me, he smirks as he places a kiss over my racing heart. “Jealous, sweetheart?”

“Never,” I grit out, shoving at him, but he doesn’t budge.

“Good, there’s nothing to be jealous about. I’m yours. I always have been. I haven’t been with anyone since I met you, nor do I plan to. Now, I’m sick of talking. I’ll pay up later, but for now, you started this, and I’m going to finish it.”

He slides down my body, pressing my thighs open as he settles between them, his dark eyes locking me in place as he leans down and blows over my pussy, making me shudder. He brushes his mouth against my folds, inhaling as I arch up, begging wordlessly for more. Rubbing his nose along my clit, he teases me as my heart races. Desire courses through me, heating my blood until I’m wild with it. I need him so badly it hurts.

All this teasing and flirting leaves me vulnerable and needy for him.

I’ve never needed anyone else like I need Kage. Sex was always a temporary fix for the pain in my soul, but not with him. I’m right here with him. I’m not locked in the past, using pleasure to run from it. I’m just here, feeling it, and he knows it. It’s why he waited until I was right here with him, the bastard, so I couldn’t blame it on my trauma, because I want him just as badly as he wants me.

“I spent so many nights wondering what you would smell and taste like, it drove me crazy. I touched myself to your Instagram,” he admits without a hint of shame as he smirks and then kisses my clit. “And now you’re all mine.”

“Crazy asshole.” I moan as he thrusts two fingers into me, stroking me as he rubs his lips over my clit.

“You were saying?” he murmurs against my wet flesh.

“So good, you’re good, please, Kage,” I ramble, playing with my breasts and tweaking my nipples as he watches me.

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