Page 82 of Imperfection is Beauty

And I was glad they couldn’t.

Because of the picture, I just clicked on… yeah… I might be getting a few speeding tickets today.

Thankfully, the way I went home, I didn’t get any tickets.

I do know that Daemon, Culpepper, and Braydon did.

But that was neither here nor there as I pounded into her from behind.

We had started off with her on her back, but wanting to punish her a little more, I had pulled out of her, gripped her by her hips, and flipped her over to her knees.

Her bound wrists with my crimson tie looked wonderful against her pale skin and my crisp white sheets.

Growling as I plunged inside of her, “Don’t come.”

Sweat was trickling down her back, leaning forward as I plunged into her yet again. I licked the trail of sweat and saw the goosebumps on her skin, she moaned, “Marcus…”

Pulling out of her and plunging even harder into tight wet heat I growled, “Don’t. Come.”

She pushed her ass back and into me, and cried, “Whhyyyy?”

“Because you were a naughty girl. don’t. You. Dare. Fucking. Come.”

As soon as I felt her start to shake, I pulled out of her, flipped her onto her back again, and then plunged back into her, she locked her eyes with mine.

Lust. Confusion. Want. Need. Desire.

Those were the five emotions staring up at me in those ice-blue eyes of hers.

“You ready to come Shortcake?”

She writhed on the bed under me, “Yes, Marcus. Please.”

“You knew I wasn’t going to let you come on your hands and knees, right?”

She nodded, bit her lip as her back bowed off the bed, “Yeah, I knew that.”

I growled as I pulled out of her and then slammed inside, “Why?”

She moaned and then smiled, “Because you want to be looking into my eyes when you come. You want me to see who brings my entire world to a standstill and gives me stars.”

Winking down at her, I kissed her and pulled back, felt that tingle, then bit down on my cheek. No way in hell would I dare come before my woman did.

Over my cold dead body.

Once I had it somewhat backed off, I pulled out of her, then gritted out, “Come, Scarlett. Come for me.”

And then I plunged deep into her body, feeling that first ripple of her pussy, I pulled out and then slammed deep.

That was when I felt it and stilled.

Almost as if it was choreographed, or it was the universe really showing she was my soul mate, we both said in unison, “Couples who come together, fucking stay together.”

Chuckling, I breathed out, pressed a kiss to the tip of her nose, and then said in a low tone so she couldn’t mistake any words coming out of my mouth, “And in response to your stupid ass text message. One, yes, I’m glad you know you can trust me, and I can trust you. Two, why the fuck would I ever check out the talent that’s out there when I have everything I could ever want and more waiting for me at home. Three, in case you didn’t know where you are, that’s my home. Four, in case all of that didn’t enlighten you. I won’t be putting anything on my body that you’re not okay with.”

Tears trailed out of her eyes and down her cheeks… then… well… she showed me in exacting detail how much my words touched her.

“You will be doing that again. I’m thinking daily.” She grinned from where she was between my legs and then gave my cock one last lick from base to tip.

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