Page 94 of Cruel Revenge

“Beg, Sky.”

“Please.” She gasps when I smack her clit again. “Please, fuck me.”

“Good girl.” I sink into her with one hard thrust.

Her inner walls wrap tight around me.

She squeezes down, making my cock ache as I grab her hips.

My fingers sink deep into her flesh as I pump into her, slamming hard over and over again.

She moans, scrambling to clutch at the sheets and keep her back arched.

I press a hand between her shoulder blades, forcing her down and leaving her ass in the air.

When I slam into her again, she comes hard, her pussy pulsing around me.

My cock throbs, aching as I pound into her, burying myself to the hilt when I come.

It’s impossible to hold back. I can’t when she feels so good wrapped around me. Feels like home.

Especially when she’s willing to submit to me.

I pull out and lay on the bed beside her, pulling her to my chest and claiming her lips in a long and slow kiss that lasts until we’re both gasping for air.

“This changes nothing between us.” I brush my lips against hers again. “I’ll handle Grady in the morning.”

Grady yawnsbefore slipping a cigarette between his lips. “When you said you wanted to meet this morning, I didn’t think you meant before the sun came up.”

“Well, the way I see it, you and I have a lot to discuss.” I lean against the streetlight, looking out at the fog that curls across the harbor. “Emily showed up at Skyla’s business the other day. She’s looking to get Skyla to divorce me. Offered to cut me out of the picture and have my wife deal exclusively with you if she did.”

“Clever on Emily’s part.” Pride practically pours out of Grady as he pulls the cigarette from his mouth and lets out a thin ribbon of smoke.

“Yes, your spawn is rather enterprising.” I tuck my hands into my pockets, trying to keep as loose as possible even though there is nothing I would like more right now than to kill him.

Killing him would open a can of worms that I’m not ready to deal with.

At least, not yet.

Grady chuckles and turns to face me, his back to the open water. “You’re going to leave your wife.”

“I’m not.” My tone is firm as I stand taller. “I married Skyla, and I intend to keep the vows I made to her on our wedding day, whether you like it or not.”

Grady clicks his tongue. “Now, that would be a mistake. I don’t want to make your life complicated, Joshua. I like you. However, you’re pushing me to the point where standing to the side and waiting for you to make the right choice has become impossible. I can’t sit back any longer.”

“And what’s that supposed to mean?”

He flicks the cherry off the end of the cigarette. “It means I won’t be held accountable for the problems that enter your life.”

Chapter Twenty-Three

SKYLA

Kalani dives to the floor.“Get down!”

She hasn’t even fully touched the ground when gunfire explodes all around us.

I drop down behind my desk, once again grateful for the heavy wood as the bullets shatter glass through the construction office.

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