Page 4 of Judgment Day

Chapter Two

Scar

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His woman still hadn’tsaid anything.

Flat on her stomach, she just kept staring at the far wall. Leaning back, Scar gripped her hips and raised her body until she was kneeling before him. His cock was eager to fuck her doggy-style. Controlling his desires, he rubbed one hand over her ass. Her skin was still damp from her shower.

Scar smacked her ass softly and watched it jiggle. That was a sight he’d never get tired of. He smacked it again, needing to see it jiggle one more time. His woman arched her back, but didn’t make a sound. Stroking his cock with one hand, he rubbed his other hand over her ass, gripping her ass cheek briefly before moving higher.

He caressed her back as he stroked his length. His hand continued upward until he was gripping the back of her neck. Her juices coated his tip as he rubbed it between her silken folds. The urge to fill her was strong. He wanted to push into her until she had no choice but to make a sound, no choice but to scream his name.

Resisting that urge, he gritted his teeth and continued teasing her flower, causing it to bloom and bless him with its dew. A small moan escaped her. He reveled in the sound. It was music to his ears. Scar thumped the head of his cock against her clit, causing her to push back against him, silently begging for the dick.

He knew what she wanted. He knew exactly how she liked to be fucked. His little rebel loved it when he was balls deep in her pussy. He planned to give it to her just the way she liked, but only when he was good and ready. He would show her he could be just as stubborn as she could.

Scar trailed his hand back down to her ass as he pushed against her heat. He poised the tip of his cock against her entrance and felt her body tense. Pushing forward, he slid just the tip in before pulling out. His woman pushed back, trying to take him in deep. Scar leaned away from her, denying her his cock.

Her ass followed him. Gripping her hips with both hands, he held her steady, refusing to let her accomplish her task. A frustrated groan escaped her lips, but she still didn’t say a word to him or look his way. Holding her hips, he thrust forward, rubbing against her heat but not entering her.

Each time she tried to push back, he smacked her ass. That didn’t stop his greedy rebel from trying to put her pussy on his dick, from trying to get his cock to sink into her. Each time she attempted to do so, Scar smacked her ass. He knew her cheeks had to be stinging. He smacked her ass again, she moaned, but finally, she stilled.

Smiling, Scar eased his tip in again, only to pull it out seconds later. Scar swallowed back a groan as his woman lowered her forehead to the bed. Damn, she was dripping wet. Trying to be as stubborn as Exa was torture for him. It was a torture he’d begrudgingly endure to teach her this lesson.

Of course, this would only lead to her retaliating against him later. His woman wasn’t one who’d ever let anything slide. He was willing to risk her wrath to teach her that ignoring him wasn’t allowed. When she got mad or irritated with him, she could yell all she wanted. She could throw shit and even curse him out.

What she couldn’t do was ignore him. A cursing out was something he could handle. Her silence was not. Her silence made him feel distant from her. It made him feel like he was on the outside looking in. He was okay being on the outside looking in when it came to others. Not when it came to her.

When it came to this woman, he needed to be standing next to her at all times. He needed to hear her voice. He needed to be able to look into her eyes and see himself in her brown depths. Maybe he was asking for too much, but he needed all of her attention. Because she had all of his, not just for today, but tomorrow also, and forever if she’d have him.

Having her ignore him kind of scared him. Admitting that made him feel like a bitch. Still, that was how he felt. And it was a feeling he couldn’t endure, even if she was just joking like she was now. Though she was only playing around, he was dead-ass serious.

Scar continued entering her a bit, teasing her with just the tip, then pulling out. He could feel the frustration building in her body. She was tense and trembling. Her body was begging for a release. And he was about to give it to her.Soon. He entered her, then pulled out again. A frustrated cry slipped past her lips. Now, she knew how he felt.

“Quiet,” he hushed her. “You don’t want to disturb the others in the house.”

She started to look back at him, probably to curse him out. Scar slammed into her with a force that caused her to gasp. Not giving her a chance to catch her breath, he pulled back, then slammed into her again, then again, and again. She threw that ass back at him, nearly causing him to cum before he was ready.

Gripping her ass, he held her steady as he drilled her. Her pussy was hungry for his dick. It hugged him tightly. His cock welcomed its embrace. It thrived in the warmth of her body, pulsing against her walls as it steered them both toward their orgasm. Scar gritted his teeth as he pounded her.

He would not come first. That was not an option. But,fuck, she felt so damn good. Her pussy was so slick, so wet, so ready. Her body was heaven on Earth. Before her, sex had been good. It had been a means to an orgasm. Nothing less, nothing more. With her, sex was like an out-of-body experience. It felt surreal, magical.

That’s becauseshewas surreal, magical. He was blessed to be in the presence of such magic. It was a magic he craved when he was awake and dreamed about when he was asleep. He was still shocked that a woman like her could love a man like him. He knew she could find someone better than him.

That’s why he had to keep her eyes on him. He couldn’t let her look anywhere else. He couldn’t give another guy a chance to experience this magic. This belonged to him and him alone. Scar smacked her ass and watched it jiggle as his cock throbbed inside of her. They both groaned from how good that shit felt.

He fucked her faster and harder. Her body sank lower and lower onto the bed. He followed, still thrusting, not allowing her a moment of reprieve. This dick would teach her not to ignore him again. They sank together until her body was flat against the mattress, and still, he drilled her, bringing them both closer to their orgasm.

He ground into her, and she rocked against him. He watched her face as he fucked her. The word beauty had held no meaning until he’d laid eyes on this woman. Now, he understood why people star gazed. He understood why some climbed Mount Everest. They were searching for natural beauty.

He didn’t have to stare up at the sky or climb the highest mountain to find it. All he had to do was look at the woman he loved. With her eyes squeezed shut, she pressed her lips together, attempting to hold in her cries. But it was written all over her face. His woman was about to cum.

Scar pressed his body against hers as he continued to thrust into her heat. Sliding one hand under her body, he thumbed her clit as he fucked her. Unable to hold them in any longer, her moans filled the room. Her body shuddered against his, driving him to go deeper. The walls of her heat convulsed around him.

His cock pulsed inside of her. It was like the heartbeat of her pussy was aligning with the heartbeat of his cock. Together, they beat as one. Both he and Exa began to spiral out of control, lunging toward complete chaos. He bucked into her, no longer in control of his own body. She fisted the sheets, even biting them to stifle her moans.

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