Page 58 of Lose Me In The Shadows

“Because I don’t see how this works. You know you can’t go back to your old life, right?”

Her eyes were wet. Her eyes were never wet. She was coming so close to crying these days, and she was terrified she’d lose that battle soon.

“Ah fuck,” Luke said, pulling her close. “Don’t cry, sweetheart. I only want to see your tears when I’m whipping your ass with my belt or forcing my cock inside it.”

“I’m not crying,” she said, glaring at him.

Kara never cried. She hadn’t cried when her parents got divorced, she hadn’t cried when Chris ruined her life, or when his wife called her a whore. But this man, with the ache in his voice, threatened to set off tears she’d successfully kept at bay for so long.

“I love your tears of pain when I’m inflicting it physically, though,” he said. “It makes me hard just thinking about it, how you struggle to get away, try to tell yourself you don’t want it, but you do. You always do, don’t you? The more it hurts, the more you want it. I still haven’t punished you for leaving us and getting yourself kidnapped. I owe you pain. But that’s the only time I want your tears, sweetheart.”

“Good, because I’m not crying.”

He kissed her, so soft and sweet she almost made a liar of herself.

“I can’t wait to spank that ass red.”

God, she wanted it. She wasn’t even going to fight herself over it anymore.

“But not until you beg for it,” he said, like he was reading her thoughts.

Kara hated begging, but she wanted it. She wanted him.

“Touch me, Luke,” she said.

“Not here.” His voice was gruff. “Close your eyes.”

She did, and as he swayed her close, he murmured in her ear.

“Imagine that I’ve pulled up your dress. I’m circling and stroking that little clit. She’s reluctant right now, too stubborn to come out, but I’m stubborn too, and determined. And patient, always patient. I’ve always been patient with her, just like I’ve tried to be with the woman. So I keep my touch feather light as I whisper in her ear how good she feels, how wet she’s getting, how even if shewantsto come, I’m not going to let her—not until she says she’s sorry, and admits she’s mine. This poor pussy is drowning in wetness and the need to come, but I just keep slowly circling my fingers, and not giving her what she wants.”

Oh, god.

“Luke,” Kara moaned.

“Shhh,” he urged. “No one gets to hear you. Where was I? Oh, your reluctant little clit isn’t so reluctant anymore. She’s getting angry and needy and demanding, just like you do. Just like I like her. She’s straining under my fingers, and you start writhing, needing more. Needing something inside her—me inside her. And because I’m a good guy, at least sometimes, I give your pussy what she wants, dipping one finger inside, then two, then three. She’s tight, but she’s so aroused she’s loosening up and I’m able to slip a fourth finger in. Not quite fisting, but close. I stroke inside, as I tell you how good your pussy feels—”

Luke hesitated, and Kara, making his words true, strained against him.

He continued. “Not how goodyourpussy feels, how goodmypussy feels. Because she belongs to me, and so do you—even if you don’t want to. Even if the idea of belonging to me makes you stubborn, my pussy is mine to please and my woman is mine to protect. No matter how angry she makes me, no matter how many ways I fuck up with her, she’ll always belong to me—and I’ll always belong to her.”

Belong. It was scarier than being owned. Could this be real?

“Luke, don’t—”

“Lie? I’m not lying. You not believing it doesn’t make it a lie. It makes you stubborn.”

He sounded so sure, she couldn’t help but believe him. And he wasn’t done.

“And because it’s my duty to please my pussy, I finally give her what she really needs, slipping my fingers out and making her clench hard from the emptiness, before filling her back up with my cock. And that’s all it takes for you to explode, and when my pussy clenches tight and frenzied around me, when—” he swallowed, voice thick, and Kara could feel how hard he was, “she’s made my cock sloppy wet, I have no choice but to come, too. That’s what you do to me, vixen, and not just my cock. All of me, I can’t hold out against you. Ever.”

Kara pushed back from his arms.

After a surprised moment, he released her.

“What did I—”

“I need to find the bathroom,” she told him, knowing she was going to the bathroom to work this out herself. It would be quick, but it was necessary.

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