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I fucked her hard all over that room. Knocking stuff off the counters and breaking shit as I enjoyed the way her face twisted in pleasure. But I needed to feel something else. I wrapped my hand around Harper’s neck and slammed her down on the floor.
“Hit me.”
Her flushed face screwed up in confusion. “What?”
“You heard me.” I gave her just the slightest swivel of my hips. “I said hit me.”
“No.” She shook her head. “I don’t want to.”
I didn’t ask if she wanted to.
“What’s wrong, Freckles? Too pathetic to fight back?” I pushed my cock in as far as it would go and leaned down to growl, “Too beaten down by Daddy to grow a backbone?”
That did it. Her tiny hand swung through the air, slapping off my cheek. The bite from her strike shot straight to my dick.
“Again,” I growled while thrusting into her.
This time she didn’t hesitate and I groaned as her nails raked across my flesh.
“That’s it, baby.” I drove up into her so hard she slid across the floor. “I want all your anger.”
Oh and she gave it to me. Harper lashed out and screamed. Beating me with her fists while I fucked the shit out of her. Nothing could compare to how hot it was to see her lose control. Her hot little cunt squeezed around my shaft, sending sparks of electricity up my spine that mingled with the burn in my scalp and the sting of her teeth.
I’d never come so hard in my life. My heart literally stopped when I shot my load inside her. It took a few minutes for me to catch my breath to a point where I could roll off her and collapse on the floor.
Harper panted from beside me and stared up at the ceiling. “Mason, I’m sorry…”
“Don’t.” I rolled my head to swing my gaze her way. “Don’t ever apologize again.”
“B-but, I hit you?”
I tipped my eyes down to the red mark of her teeth on my arm and smiled.Yeah she fucking did.
“I didn’t mean to hurt you.”
“Trust me, Freckles.” I reached over and rolled her on top of me. “You didn’t hurt me.”
It was so fucking cute how she dug her teeth into her lip, unsure if she should believe me. Well, she better get used to it, because the only person she’d be taking orders from was me.
“Stop that,” I growled while popping her lip out of her mouth with my thumb. “Or I’ll fuck you again.”
The color drained from her face as she shook her head. That small timid act was getting me hard again. Unfortunately, we were interrupted.
Parker walked up to the open doorway and threw his hand up in front of his face. “Oh god, put that shit away.”
“Why?” I cocked a brow at him. “You’ve seen my dick before.”
“It’s not your dick I’m worried about.”
Oh shit.
I reached down and flipped Harper’s skirt back in place. “Stop staring at my girlfriend’s ass!”
“I’m your girlfriend?” Harper smiled down at me.
“Until I put a ring on your finger, you are.”
Parker waved his hand at us. “Can we do this later? We have a problem.”
