Page 79 of Hush Darling
Her garbled outrage made him laugh as he held her jaw, forcing her to adapt to the panic and learn how to breathe.
“Better get used to it. Soon, it’ll be my cock sliding down your throat as I fuck that pretty little scowl off your face.”
“Huck hou,” she garbled.
“Filthy words for a filthy slut.” He wedged his fingers into her mouth, stretching her lips and forcing her silence. “Right about now, your gag reflex is starting to spasm, but there’s nothing you can do. Your eyes are starting to tear from strain as much as outrage because now you realize I’m coming for that precious self-control of yours, and I don’t plan on leaving anything behind.” Withdrawing his hand, he slapped her ass hard, and a startled squeak escaped her throat. “When you learn to savor such loss of control, all the tension disappears.” He gave her hair a tug and whispered in her ear, “I might be incapable of trust, but for you, my dear, trust is all you have. How much can you trust a man to take care of you after you try to kill him? It’s a delicate balance, you see, and darling, you’ve just rocked the boat.”
He slapped her ass again, and her eyes dilated. The tension in her arms eased ever so slightly. She tried to look up to avoid his gaze, but he saw right through her.
“You like it when I punish you because it gives you a form of penance you can process. You want to be punished, don’t you? Because you feel horrible about cutting me with that knife.” He loosened the chains, providing enough slack to push her hand over the gash on his side. “You want to match my darkness, darling? Match my pain?”
He swung his hand again, cinching the chains tight once more and deepening the red handprint that already showed on her lush flesh.
She cried out, lips parted, eyes hooded, and whispered, “I’m sorry, sir.”
“Have you had enough? Are we even now?” His nails scraped slowly over her sensitized flesh.
She shook her head. “No. I deserve more.”
“Deserve or want?”
“Both.”
His cock was rock hard as she teetered before him, arms restrained overhead, and her lush ass puffy and ready for the taking. “Beg me.”
“Please, punish me for what I did. I want to be a good girl again.”
He slapped her ass several more times until she was reduced to a panting mess. Groping his swollen cock, he stroked it against her bare thigh. “And what should we do about that dirty mouth of yours?”
She bit her lip and looked at him repentantly.
He chuckled. “Suddenly quiet as a mouse.” She met his stare but remained silent. “Good girls do as they’re told.” He stepped back and looked down at the gash in his side. Her gaze followed his. “Tell me why you did it. The truth, now.”
Her lips pursed as her eyes squeezed shut.
“Are we back to acting childish? You know I can see you when you close your eyes. You don’t actually disappear.”
Her chest lifted with each labored breath.
“Tell me why you wanted to hurt me.” She had a hundred valid reasons, but he needed to hear her motive. He wanted to understand what finally provoked her to rebel after relinquishing so much.
“You left me here all alone!” she finally snapped. “You took everything I had, then left!”
“I was coming back.”
“How was I to know that? You sent Gideon?—”
“Gideon?” He scoffed. “You use his first name as if you’re old friends.”
“He’s more a friend to me than anyone else on this ship.”
“Careful, darling. Any kindness Gentleman Starr has shown you has been at my command. Let’s stay on topic. You were upset I left…”
Her eyes glazed. “That’s it.”
“That’s it? I left, so you tried to stab me?”
“Yes!”
