Page 158 of Intense
His eyes darken and his jaw goes tight.
“I haven’t done anything to him. You have, though. You’ve made me into this man, just for you…”
My heart flutters in my chest.
“Mine,” I tell him.
He nods.
Then he slides his fingers out, glistening, and brings them to my lips. “Clean them, Mrs. Quinn.”
I open my mouth, sucking them deep, tasting both of us. His groan is low and guttural, his eyes fixed on me like I’ve just healed something in him he didn’t think could be touched.
And maybe I have.
“We’ve done the pleasure. Now can we do the pain?” I ask sweetly.
He tuts and shakes his head, looking up to the ceiling.
“Perfect for me,” he whispers.
“Who are you whispering to up there?” I ask.
He brings his head back down to face me, offering a sad smile.
“This sounds ridiculous, but you already think I’m crazy. But, my mom. She always said I’d find the perfect person, that I’d just fuckin’ know. And I think she might just be right.”
“Aw, Finn.”
I leap up into his arms, wrapping my legs around his waist. He holds me tight, smiling against my lips.
“I wouldn’t say ‘aw’ too quick, love. I’m about to raid your kitchen to find some knives appropriate enough to cut your wedding ring into your finger with.”
I pull back and search his eyes; he’s not fucking around either.
“How about… You mark your initials on my ass and then take my virginity there?”
He stops in his tracks. I want to give him a part of me back. I want it to hurt. I want to feel him break me.
“Is that seriously what you want?” he asks, reading my face.
“Yeah. I do.”
“I’m starting to get suspicious this is too good to be true. Are you sure you’re real? You aren’t a robot? Or a demon sent from hell to fuck with me?”
I giggle, grinding my pussy against him.
“All real and all yours, Mr. Quinn.”
He groans and tips his head back, so I lean in and sink my teeth into his throat.
“Mark me, psycho. Put your name on my ass and fuck me there.”
He grips my cheeks.
“You’re so fuckin’ naughty, love. It would be my pleasure.”
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