Page 142 of Heartless Game

I skated toward her, and without a thought, jumped the boards, running up the stairs on my skates as she ran down to me.

I caught her in my arms.

“You won!” she said, elated.

“Yeah? What did you think of the game play, little snoop?”

“My investigative reporting tells me you’re about to get really lucky,” she teased.

“Oh, bashert,” I said, kissing her. “I’m planning on it.”

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Hana had, thankfully, found somewhere else to be after the game. Which was good because I planned on making Tovah scream so loud the windows shook.

Parking my car, I hopped out, going around to her side like the gentleman I still pretended to be and then grabbing her and throwing her over my shoulder like the monster I truly was.

“Isaac, what the?—”

I slapped her ass. “No sassing from you, or I’ll change my plans and spank your ass black and blue instead.”

She grumbled something against my back.

“What was that?”

“I said, you’re a fucking tease.”

I snorted. She wouldn’t be thinking that soon.

To entertain myself, I smacked my fiancée’s ass as I jogged up the steps and into our house. I continued spanking her as I headed up the stairs to our bedroom. As she struggled against me, my cock got thicker and thicker.

“So eager,” I taunted, although it was debatable whether I was talking to her or to myself. “You’re leaving a wet spot on my shoulder, aren’t you? I’ll make you lick it up later.”

She whimpered, delighting me.

In our bedroom, I dropped her on the bed, not giving her time to catch her breath as I grabbed her wrists and locked them in the cuffs. I didn’t make us sleep locked together anymore, but I kept them on the headboard for times like these—times when I wanted complete control over her. That first task complete, I grabbed a few other items out of the nightstand—a spreader bar, a rabbit vibrator, a feather, and a butt plug.

What could I say? The sleazy sex shop had a sale.

She glanced down at the items on the bed, her eyes wide with fear—and desire.

“Isaac—”

“Yes, bashert?” I asked as I cuffed the spreader bar to her ankles before opening it so her legs were forced wide.

“What are you planning?”

I flipped on the rabbit vibrator, and as it began buzzing, Tovah tried to clench her legs. She couldn’t though; she was trapped, forced to take whatever I wanted to give her. And like always, what I wanted to give her was everything.

“It’s been a while since I’ve edged you,” I told her casually. Her eyes widened further. “I miss the sound of your helpless whimpers and the way your cunt twitches when I’ve forced you to take it for too long.”

“Oh god,” she moaned, her eyes going glassy at my words alone.

Dropping the vibrator on her belly, I climbed up on the bed, shoving my head between her gorgeous thighs and latching my mouth to her clit. I didn’t bother to work her up gently. I just sucked hard.

“Isaac!”

She went from zero to sixty in about three seconds flat. So did my cock.

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