Page 224 of Hell Hath No Fury
I push her back against the wall and pin her against it. “I don’tneedyou to be grateful. I need you …”
“You need me to … what?” she repeats, gazing up at me with those starstruck eyes, those delicious lips begging me to kiss them.
“I need you …” I rasp, dangerously close. “I fucking need you to beg.”
Her lips part, and I can see the shock riddle on her face.
But I can’t fucking let myself go. Not until she gives me the one word I need.
Her lips part, her cheeks glowing red with embarrassment. “Please.”
Fuck.
That’s the one.
I immediately slam my lips on hers, not giving a shit if it’s wrong. I know I’m not supposed to take from those who have nothing left to give, but I can’t stop myself. The moment I laid eyes on her, I knew I was in trouble.
Those looks she gave me, the way her hand fits so perfectly in mine, the way I’ve felt so fiercely protective over this girl, despite only knowing her for a day, it’s all starting to make sense now.
I’m stricken by desire, completely corrupted by it, as my hands roam freely across her body, her tits, ripping the dress down.
She moans into my mouth, but I cover her mouth with mine as I fondle her perky tits, flicking my thumbs across her nipples until they harden.
“Fuck, I want you,” I groan against her lips. “So badly.”
“Then take it,” she murmurs back as my mouth drags a line down her neck. “Take all of me.”
Her words drive me mad with lust as I press kisses on her shoulders and let my tongue slide down her skin, all the way to her tits, taking one into my mouth and sucking hard.
I don’t want her just because she’s offering.
I want her because it’s forbidden.
Because she’s the one I should be helping, and I want nothing more than to take everything she has left to give.
“Tell me to stop,” I say, kissing every inch of her skin.
“No,” she replies.
I kiss her so hard we’re both out of breath. “Tell me.” I tug at her lip with my teeth and leave a mark. “Now or I swear to God, I’ll fuck you every fucking day of the week until you can no longer stand on two feet.”
She’d better deny me, shove me away, slap me.
Because if she doesn’t, I’m ready to stake my claim.
“Fuck …” she whispers, licking her lips. “Yes.”
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Emilia
Not one second does he wait. He immediately grabs me by the ass and lifts me up, kissing me like his life depends on it.Groping me, he plants me down on the dressing table and shoves aside everything in his way without ever taking his lips off mine.
He touches me in all the right places, and I lean back against the mirror as he plants kisses down my sternum and slides across my nipples. My body burns with desire for him. His hand dives between my legs, rubbing my clit right through the fabric of my panties, and good God, does he know how to find it.
“Tell me how badly you want it,” he groans, sliding his finger up and down, toying with me.
“Oh God, I want you so much,” I mewl.
