Page 161 of A Smile Full of Lies
He began to fuck me in earnest. Hard. Relentless. Dragging pleasure out of pain, forcing my body to obey even as my mind short-circuited.
I was sobbing — begging — coming apart beneath him.
And still he held back.
“Not yet, baby.”
He pulled out, flipped me onto my back, and spanked my pussy again. Iscreamed.
He braced one hand on the headboard, the other wrapping around the delicate chain between my clamped nipples — just two fingers looping it casually like he was holding the reins of a wild animal herefusedto let run again.
“Say it,” he growled, voice shredded with heat and fury.
“I’m sorry—” I choked, my body arching beneath him as he gave a subtle tug on the chain, sending sharp lightning through my nipples that pulsed all the way down to my cunt, even as he thrust into me again.
“Not enough.”
His hips ground deeper, harder — ruthless and slow, making mefeelevery inch of his thick cock stretching me, punishing me, claiming me.
“You lied to me by omission,” he said, another pull of the chain making the clamps twist, my nipples scream, my cunt drip more. “Youriskedeverything. For what? To prove you didn’t need me?”
“No—” I sobbed. “I just — I didn’t want you to get hurt or go to prison?—”
Crack.
His palm slapped the side of my tit again, the clamps jerking violently with the motion.
“You think it wouldn’thurtif I lost you?”
He dragged his fingers down my tear-streaked face.
“You think I could live with myself knowing I didn’t stop it? That you diedwithout letting me protect you?”
I couldn’t answer. Could barely breathe.
The pain was exquisite. The pleasure was unbearable.
My body was shaking under him, split open with want, with guilt, with a need to behisthat eclipsed everything else.
He leaned down, his mask brushing my cheek, his cock buried balls-deep inside me, and wrapped his fingers around my throat, squeezing just enough to make me see stars.
“Tell me you’re sorry,” he whispered again, slow and dangerous, “like your life fucking depends on it.”
“Itdoes,” I sobbed. “I’m sorry, Knox. I’m so sorry. I was stupid. I just… I couldn’t bear the idea of you killing Thayer and getting locked up for it. I couldn’t stand the thought of losing you?—”
He yanked the chain sharply, and Iscreamed, coming apart in a flood of pain and pleasure that I couldn’t control anymore.
“No,” he growled, not letting up. “You don’t get to come until Isay.”
But it was too late. I was gone. Destroyed. My body convulsing around him, throat raw from screaming, tears streaking down my face as Ibrokefor him.
And he didn’t stop.
He wrapped that chain around his fist, kissed my wet, trembling mouth, and said?—
“You’re mine. From the first moment I ever saw you, you werefucking mine.”
He let go of the chain and reached down between us, pinching my clit once. Twice. Then heflickedit.
