Page 77 of Unlocked Desire: Vol One
“Do you?” I ask, peering into her dark eyes.
She pulls the duvet higher, trying to hide.
“Love me?”
She looks away. I hate it. I want to rip the duvet off her, slam her against the wall, and fuck her until neither of us can see straight. Bend her over and punish her with my cock, hands, and mouth until the only thing she’s mad with is lust.
“’Cause I fuckin’ love you.”
Her hand goes to her heart, and her eyes widen at my little admission.
“I’ve never said those words to anyone else.”
“Not even your parents or your kid sister?”
“Don’t be a smart-ass.” I step closer, forcing her against the wall. She’s got nowhere to go but straight into my arms. “So, do you?”
“Do I what?”
I rip the duvet off her, my rock-hard cock pressing against her soft curves. I thrust two fingers into her pussy. “Don’t make me fuck the words out of you.”
Her lips part, her head tilts back, and she bangs the wall. “Why are you doing this to me?”
“I fuckin’ own you. Every part of you, including your damn heart. Now say it.”
She purses her lips, the fuckin’ brat.
My thumb rubs at her clit, making her moan. I can tell she’s close. Her eyes are hooded, and her breathing speeds up. “You’re gonna come for me, aren’t you, baby?”
“Yes, Enzo. Please don’t stop.”
She’s about to hit her crescendo, and I stop. Her eyebrows furrow, and her lips are set in a straight line. Confusion hits her face, and then anger. I smirk at her and slide the two fingers that were in her cunt into my mouth and lick. “Good enough to eat.”
“Then do it,” she demands.
I play with a strand of her long dark hair, “I will, gladly”—her face breaks into a cat-that-ate-the-canary grin—“once you say the words.”
Her hands fly to her hips, and she glares at me. “Now.”
I bark a laugh. The girl has so much fire in her. “Oh, no, Principessa.” I push her against the wall, my fingers pressing into her delicate neck. “I’m the only one who gives orders around here.”
She slaps me hard across the face, and I’m so fuckin’ turned on. I grab the back of her neck, my forehead connecting to hers. “You don’t want to play games with me, sweetheart. I’ll win every fuckin’ time.”
I grab her leg, putting it around my hip before my cock invades her warm pussy. My hand never leaves her neck, holding her against the wall. She slaps at me again. I smirk, which seems to infuriate her. She slaps me a third time but never once asks me to stop. Stop isn’t what she’s thinking as her eyes dilate, and she moans through her perfect pink lips.
“You’re so wet and ready for me, baby. Fight it all you want, but you're mine. You want me more than anything else in this world, just like I want you.”
She slaps me again, harder than before.I let go of her neck and slap her face gently, hearing her moan. Her cunt clenches on my cock like a damn vise. She’s as crazy as me. The girl gets turned on by the slap. I’ve never hit a woman before. It’s a little fucked up that I’d hit the only girl I’ve ever loved, but seeing the lust in Reese’s eyes unleashes the animal within me.
“Look at you, Principessa, getting wet from being slapped. So turned on because I use you like my personal little whore. Aren’t you ashamed you’ve turned into a dirty little slut for me?”
“Yes,” she screams. “Use me.”
My thumb brushes against her lips, and I withdraw. “Gladly, when you tell me what I want to hear.”
“You’re such an asshole.”
“But I’m your asshole.” I slide my hands up and down my cock, and I see her eyes flash, watching me. She licks her lips, driving me crazy. I want to bury myself in her warm pussy until we both come, shaking the damn walls and making my guys wish they were deaf. “Say it, Reese, and this rock-hard cock is all yours.”