Page 60 of Restrained

“So, you made me a pussy?”

She tilts her head to the side, allowing me better access as I suck the sweet flesh of her neck and then move to her collar bone, pulling down the strap of her shirt over her shoulder, baring it for me. “Yes.”

I push the other strap down and lick her protruding collarbone. “I’m sorry I didn’t tell you. I should have. I wanted to. I tried today.” My hand slides over her thigh and up her skirt between her legs, finding her bare for me. She’s started going sans panties, and I fucking love it.

She nods her head knowingly. “I know.”

“Are you wet for me, Lola?”

Her head rests against the sturdy metal of the gate. “Find out, Hayden. Don’t be afraid.”

I would laugh if I wasn’t so fucking turned-on. My finger slides through herverywet folds as she moans. She pushes my sweats down, freeing my cock as I hike her skirt up. “You terrify me, Lola.”

Her eyes meet mine with sincerity, which I never expected to see in a rich bitch’s eyes, but that’s not Lola. She may have come from wealth and privilege, and she may be strong as hell, but she’s anything but a bitch.

She nips on my bottom lip as her hands slide through my hair, and I hoist her up, letting her legs wrap around me. “Don’t ever lie to me again.”

I push inside of her with one sure thrust. Her body accepts me instantly as our foreheads rest against each other. I’m not gentle with her. She doesn’t want it that way, her teeth scraping over the stubble across my jaw. She clenches around me with each movement. We wordlessly speak to each other. Our fears. Our frustrations. Our anger.

Everything is portrayed as I slam in and slide nearly all the way out of her, her nails digging into my scalp and neck. Our moans are loud as I hold onto her slender hips.

One of my hands moves between us, finding her clit, pinching it, causing her to buck forward. “Oh god.”

“Will you forgive me if I make you come?”

Her lips are at my ear. “I think that’s a little too easy.”

I grin, my finger circling her clit as I bury my cock deep inside, feeling so close to losing it but keeping control. “You know what I think, Lola?” I pull my hips back, sliding my cock almost completely out and only leaving the tip inside her, turning my head so our lips meet. “I think you’ve already forgiven me.”

I slide back inside, seating myself deep while her pussy convulses around me and my fingers are relentless on her clit. “Not even close.”

I smile against her lips, knowing she’s lying. “Give in.”

Her head dips to my shoulder, and her teeth sink into my skin. She grabs my hair, the orgasm already tearing through her body. And thank fuck for that because my own sweeps over me as I let out a guttural moan, spilling inside of her.

We’re a panting, sweaty mess as we recover and right our clothes, her eyes never leaving mine.

“You want to go inside?”

She only nods, already heading for the patio door as I follow behind her.

I don’t think this girl forgives easily, and the fact that she did so quickly with me is fucking terrifying.

This time, I’m not running.

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LOLA

Waking up in Hayden’s bed, his warmth around me should feel completely wrong, but it doesn’t. I hate that we started on a lie, but if I'm completely honest with myself, who doesn’t?

Everyone hides a piece of themselves when they first start dating. Hell, some married people don’t truly know their spouses.

I roll to my side and look at the gorgeous man I couldn’t stay away from. He’s awake, one arm tucked under his head, looking up at the ceiling. I see his swollen eye from my angry fist and slowly drag my fingers over it. “I’m so sorry I hit you.”

His lips pull up in a confident grin, but he doesn’t turn to look at me. “I deserved it.”

“No one deserves to be hit, Hayden. I’m so sorry. I was so angry.”

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