Page 74 of Mariposa
Did he give up?
Then, the door caves inward.
Kade kicked the door open.
Holy shit.
If he wanted to, he really would.
Before I can take another step, his rough palm is wrapped around my throat, and the other muffles my scream. He pushes me back into the closet and kicks the broken door back closed until it’s ajar.
“I won’t tell you how I feel—I’ll show you. Is that man enough for you?” His hooded eyes roam my body hungrily. Starving. Crazily.
“Show me.” I dare him.
His eyes darken—the wrinkles around his beautiful eyes crease.
“On your knees.” He attacks my lips with his. I fight him, but he doesn’t budge, even though I want him to fight for me harder.
“Just a guy and girl in the closet?” he asks, breaking the kiss, my lips already swelling from how hard he’s devouring me. He pulls off his belt and smirks. “Like the beach?”
“Kade! I thought we couldn’t do this! Our careers! You told me yourself!”
It comes out muffled between his harsh kisses. His tongue begs for entry, and I either want to bite it off orsuck on it.He ignores me, and he groans when he cups my ass, pressing his bulge into me.
“Why?” I shout.
“Why,what?” he snaps.
“Why are you giving in to us now?!”
“Maybe, I don’t like the idea of you wearing a ring. Maybe, I don’t like you teasing anyone else’s cock but mine. And maybe I don’t like the idea of you getting married so fast after enlisting! It happens way too often—soldiers getting married right after graduation, and I hate to see you make that cliché decision.”
“Again, it’s none of your business,” I shoot back.
He’s jealous.
“Tell me you didn’t miss this?” I feel his fingers pull my pants free until they’re loose. He slips his two fingers in my wet panties and starts to circle my clit.
“Tell me you haven’t thought about my cock and fingers these past few months?”
“I haven’t!” I tell him sternly with a straight face, fighting the truth.
A lie that falls effortlessly with a skip in my heart.
I think about him every night. His arms, voice, and scent are the anchors that peacefully sink me into sleep. And when I wake up, I want to go back to a place where we can be together, and that’s only in my dreams.
I may be stupid for feeling this way towards him so fast, but I have to hold onto some kind of light in my darkness.
He pulls back, and I drop to my knees, letting him take control. I watch him, entranced in his world, the world where there are no rules. Somewhere only we know.
“I guess I have to fuck those lies straight out of your mouth, Violet.” He smirks and starts to unbutton his pants. They pool around his ankles. He exposes his hard cock, fisting it. Pre-cum glistens, leaking at the tip, and I want to taste. I stare at it, in awe of his size, when he says, “Spit on my dick, baby, make it nice and wet.”
He slaps my face with his cock several times on my cheeks. He drags the head, leaving streaks of his pre-cum on my lips like he’s painting me.
I’m still upset about him calling me a regret, though, and his hot-and-cold behavior toward me.
“You put it in my mouth, and I’ll bite it off. I want an apology for what you said to me.”
