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Does that mean he’s been locked up?

I don’t think about it. Squeezing my eyes closed, I focus on the way my wrists are tied together.

He’s not having that, though. His hand moves from my mouth, and he slaps first my right breast, then my left. “Eyes on me.”

That single demand causes me to flutter around his cock. “You like being told what to do like a dirty girl, don’t you?”

God help me, but yes, I do. It was the one thing I wanted in my relationship with my ex. I never got it, and instead, I’m left with bruises deeper than I care to admit. That’s it. I can chalk this moment of insanity to stress. Might as well enjoy my moment of pleasure, I tell myself.

“That’s it. Come for me. Let me feel your hot cunt squeeze my cock within an inch of its life.”

His dirty words should be appalling. Instead, I loosen up on my tug against the binds. My legs tremble as he fucks me so fast he’s moving the couch along the floor. It hurts, but it hurts so damn good.

“Let me have your orgasm.” He growls into my ear, and I lose it. I scream out in pleasure as the heaviest, biggest orgasm I’ve ever had swarms me.

5

MITCHELL

Rosie didn’t wantme to have that orgasm, but I got it. She clenches around my cock, and it sets me off.

“Fuck, that feels fantastic.” I know I’ve been downright disgusting with her. There’s no stopping it now. “Such a filthy slut.” Even if she doesn’t want to admit it, she’s clenching my cock so damn good that I can’t help but come for her.

As my seed coats her convulsing pussy, I slap her clit, and she screams behind my hand. I laugh and pull out. Our mixed juices slush out of her pussy, and I smirk down at her. “You know, my brother was wrong. You’re a hot little piece of ass.”

Her eyes get wide, and I wink at her. “Yeah, your ex-husband is my brother, and he’s asked me to kill you.”

This gets the reaction I want. She goes ballistic in my arms, and I grip her throat. “Stop moving, or I’ll end your life right now.” I grit out and squeeze her within an inch of her being unable to breathe.

Letting go of her throat makes her cough into my other hand. Tears run down her cheeks, and I bend down to lick them off her face. “Seeing as he will not come out here himself to do the deed, I think I’ll keep you around to quench my thirst.”

“Let me go,” she grits out, and I laugh.

“You have absolutely no control, you stupid bitch.” I slap her, and when she looks at me with defiance and pure hate, I feel my cock get hard again.

Hell yes.

There’s something about someone being naughty and unfiltered with their emotions that gets me hard.

It’s like when you are in prison, and it’s eat or get eaten in there. You make yourself a name for being the worst mother fucker, and all the other prisoners will leave your ass alone. Yet, I’m the one in control here, and she’s staring me down like she’d eat me alive if I let her free of her bonds.

Instead of sliding out of her, I pull back until the tip of my cock is barely hanging in her. She opens her mouth to say something, but I slam into her so hard she screams.

“You,” I grunt and pull back, letting my thrusts and movements accent my thoughts. I go balls deep once again. The sound that comes out of her is an unadulterated pleasure to me.

“Are.” Rosie’s squeal of pain as I plunge into her with my dick is better than any fucking drug I’ve ever tried.

“Mine.” The possessive feeling overcoming my body blows my mind. Then again, nothing has ever been truly mine before. Now that I’ve gotten a hold of her, I know there’s no way I’m killing this precious body.

She doesn’t fight me as I take my needs out on her. I’m positive, though, she’ll fight me once I take her restraints off. I’ll worry about that later. For now, I want to enjoy getting my dick wet and making her mine.

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Even after my second orgasm,I’m reluctant to pull away from her body. Rosie is limp and refuses to look at me. I chuckle and grab her chin.

“What’s the matter, poppet?”

She fucking growls at me, and I grin. Yeah, I’m going to enjoy breaking her. “You disgust me.”

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