Page 106 of Ignite

A whimper escapes him and that sends ripples through me. Holy shit. I’ve never been more turned on in my damn life.

“Fuck!” He roars out, bucking his hips, thrusting himself deep enough for me to gag.

I let him take back some control, using my mouth how he needs. My own juices start to soak down my thighs. As soon as he tenses up, I pull off him and sit on my heels, watching the heavy rise and fall of his chest.

“Let. Me. Out. Hallie.” His husky voice tears through my resolve.

“Fuck it,” I hiss.

I clamber up his body, settling my needy pussy over his huge cock, lining it up, but I don’t sink down, not yet.

Holding the phone up, I find my favorite picture and show him.

He blows out a breath.

“My new fuckin’ wallpaper right there. Beautiful. Fuck. I’m about to come.”

The desperation is thick in his tone. I love that I can do this to him.

“Maybe I should send it to all those women in your contacts?” I tease, chewing on my lip.

His eyes darken, and I jolt back as he rips one of his restraints clean off and grabs my throat, bringing my face down to his.

His hot breath beats against my cheek.

“If that’s how you want to claim me, do it. I don’t give a shit. I’m not interested in anyone else. Only you, Hallie. And I’m going to stare at those pictures of those pretty lips wrapped around my cock the second I wake up and every free moment I have in a day. That’s what you do to me.”

All the breath is knocked from my lungs as he crashes his lips over mine.

“But if you get to claim me, then I’m sure as fuck marking you as mine.”

He pulls back and stares into my eyes, setting my body alight.

“I’ll claim you in other ways, beastie,” I breathe out, throwing his phone down beside me.

He casually yanks the other handcuff off, gripping my cheeks.

“I’m taking back charge now. Understood?”

He slides two fingers into my mouth, and I nod.

“Good fuckin’ girl.”

Just as he’s about to kiss me, he pulls away and lifts me off him, tossing me on the bed as he gets off of it. Before I can even figure out what’s happening, he’s spinning me so my legs are dangling over the edge of the bed and I’m flipped onto my stomach.

“Spread them wider, let me see that gorgeous cunt I get to sink into.”

I push my legs apart and he tugs me towards him by the calves.

His rough hands grip my ass, and stars fill my vision when his hand slaps my cheek so fucking hard.

“You think you can edge me?” he hisses.

Smack.

“Fuck! Conan!” I cry out.

“Pretending you don’t enjoy a bit of pain? Pretending to be a good girl?”

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