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But I want to forget my hate for the world and instead…feel.
I will treasure this moment because I’m determined to make it our last.
I want us both to feel our hatred, let it possess our spirits, and let our bodies do the talking instead.
35
DANNY
I’m the luckiest man in the world when I’m with her. When she entered the building at the start of the ball, I felt like my fucked-up world made sense again.
It’s been torture these past few days without her.
I haven’t been able to sleep since she left me. She destroyed me that day. Overthinking wasn’t something I ever did in my life. I prided myself on the simplicity I built. But I found myself going crazy every minute I spent without her.
I promised her I wouldn’t ever let her go, and I’m not.
I didn’t expect her to come to the ball with Violet and Zeke. But when I saw her walk into the reception like the goddess that she is in the red dress that I bought her, I knew it wasn’t completely over between us.
The promise Paul made us all take is the only reason why Kane still has a beating heart.
But now I want to make my little angel cry for me.
She gets close to me, her beautiful tits still outside her dress, and her hardened nipples fall to my lap, teasing me. She sits her curvy waist near me, and I can feel her lips at the head of my dick, breathing on me, the sensation making me hard, and I’m in pain if I don’t feel her soon.
I grab the back of her black hair, holding it so rough she yelps when I tug the strands from her scalp.
This is the roughest I’ve been with her since Iraq, and I will not beg for forgiveness.
“You’re going to take your punishment, Ari. You’re going to bleed sweet tears for me, and you’re going to hate it.” I bring her face toward me, then I lick the bottom of her neck to her cheeks. She tastes so good, but it doesn’t come close to the way she drips honey between her thighs. She’s so enticing, so fucking addicting.
I’m obsessed with her.
“You like it when I force you, don’t you?” I reach over, my hand snaking under her dress, and a low, sadistic grunt of a laugh escapes me when I realize she’s not wearing any underwear. My fingers go between her folds, then I push two fingers inside her, and she trembles. So tight, so soft, so sweet. “Such a dirty angel.” She’s so wet, she’s dripping down her thighs already, leaking all over my seat.
Fuck.
“Danny, I want—” I push my fingers into her mouth, not letting her finish.
“It’s not about what you want tonight, Ari.” Her brows wilt together, confused. “Taste what I do to you.” She clamps her mouth down on my fingers, sucking them. “You’re going to hate how much you’ll enjoy this. Your pussy is already weeping,” I coo in her ear mockingly. Then I bite down on her lobe gently, and she squeaks. “It will be screaming for me by the time I finish.”
Her eyes widen, and her cheeks flare hot pink.
I will not let her come tonight. Maybe I’m jealous. Maybe I’m hurt. Or maybe I’m mad. Whatever it is, I’ll apologize later.
Sin now, repent after.
Then I shove her stunned, open mouth on my cock. She gags on my length. My balls tighten, and I roar, satisfied.
“Change” by Deftones fills my truck, and I can barely hear her incoherent noises as she swallows me.
She wraps her tongue around me, licking every sensitive nerve, and I throw my head back on the leather seat as she gags, chokes, and sucks hard on me.
“Fuck, baby, such a good girl.Mygood girl.”
I loosen my grip and watch her take control of her need to taste me. I still hold her hair, but she’s doing it all.
I’m grinding my teeth so hard each time my cock hits the back of her throat. Tears glisten in the corners of her pretty brown eyes.
