Page 44 of Rogue Villain

Thwack!

His hand stills, and I scarcely move as he rests that broad palm of his atop the dress covering my remaining modesty. As his thumb dusts across the hem, he dips beneath to soothe my aching flesh with slow, circular motions.

My sharp inhalation breaks the silence as Vaughn tugs the hem higher, exposing my sheer black thong. He slips his index finger beneath the string that’s between my cheeks, tugging lightly.

The action taunts my clit, the delicate friction making me whimper shamelessly.

“You certainly were prepared for a good fucking tonight, judging bythesepointless panties.”

His palm engulfs my ass cheek, squeezing roughly, and my eyelids flicker. I stifle a low moan, even as I buck against him.

“Is that what you wanted?” He smooths his palm back and forth across both ass cheeks, dipping lower and lower with each pass. My heart is close to beating out through my chest as desire pools between my legs.

“No, I wasn’t—”

Thwack!

“Ouch!”

“Don’tlieto me.” He dusts his thumb across my barely covered, throbbing core, and I arch into his touch. “You’re practicallybeggingto be fucked. I can smell how wet your cunt is right now, little bird.”

My breathing is coming in short bursts, my entire body humming with electricity as I feel his cock spring to life, pressed hard against my quivering stomach.

“You like my hands on you, don’t you?”

Yes, God help me. Fuck,yes,I do.

But in complete contradiction to my innermost thoughts, I shake my head vigorously, hissing through clenched teeth, “No, Cactus. I damn well don’t—”

Thwack.

His hand connects with my bare skin, and I moan loudly, somewhere between disgust and pleasure, as he growls.

“Tell.”

Thwack.

“The.”

Thwack.

His fingers dip perilously closer to my clit, and I arch my body, needingmore. A hunger like I’ve never felt before floods my veins, drowning all rational thought in a sea of wanton desire.

“Truth.”

Thwack.

Words tumble heedlessly from my mouth as carnal need rips through me. “Oh my God, Vaughn. Touch me,please.”

I’m panting when he grits through clenched teeth, “You’d need to work harder if that’s what you’re looking for.”

My cheeks heat as my body vibrates beneath his touch when he murmurs, “But I’m not into touching brats like you.”

And suddenly, I’m left open-mouthed and red-faced when I’m tossed aside as Vaughn stands, striding straight out my door with a parting shot over his shoulder. “You may not leave this apartment without my express permission.”

The door closes behind him with a harsh thud, and I listen numbly. Blood thunders through my heated veins as he crosses to his own room before silence follows.

My heart is racing, my mind is whirring, and my damn ass is throbbing. But all I can focus on are the words that fell heedlessly from my dumb mouth.

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