mouth and kiss her deep before flipping us over. Seconds later, my lubricated cock dives deep inside her hot center and she wails in delight. Last night I forgot the fucking condom in the bathroom but now I don’t care.
I’m making her mine.
“You like when I fuck you hard. Don’t you, sugar?” I growl and nip at her lip, thrusting wildly into her.
She nods and I grin at her.
“Good, I like fucking you hard too. Touch your clit, baby.”
Like the good little girl she is, she slips a hand between us and starts to finger the outside of her pussy. My hand slides to her throat. I yearn to choke her while I fuck her. For a moment, I wonder if she’ll hate it. But, the eager glint in her eyes tells me she won’t.
“I promise I will never hurt you,” I vow as I squeeze.
She nods and continues her assault on her clit.
Second after second, she grows more and more red. I expect her to scratch at me or try to push me away. Instead, my sweet girl massages herself harder and faster.
“That’s good,” I coo, my thrusts slowing. “Come before you pass out, sugar.”
It takes a few more intense massages before she chokes out in exhalation and her body quakes with an orgasm. Her gorgeous eyes roll back into her head and her mouth parts open. I grunt and release my grip. My seed releases from me and splashes every crevice inside of her, marking her from within. When I’m finally spent, I collapse on her and nuzzle my nose into her hair.
“I believe you were meant to be mine,” I murmur, hot breath tickling her ear.
Her nails trail up and down my sides. “I believe that too.”
She giggles and I decide right then that it’s the best fucking sound in the world. But a pounding on my front door, ends the beautiful sound and I’m instantly angry.
“What?” I bark, startling the woman in my arms.
Grant knows better than to bother me. I hope to fuck’s sake it isn’t Catherine.
“Dude, you need to get down here. Now. I’m sorry.”
I grunt and pull out of Eden. “Stay here. I’ll be right back. He probably needs me to help carry in some cases of alcohol or something.”
She flashes me a cute smile and sits up on her elbows. “I’ll be naked and waiting.”
Shaking my head, I climb off the bed and don’t even bother cleaning myself off. I yank a pair of jeans from my drawer and tug them on. When I look up, she’s eyeing my cock like it’s a damn breakfast burrito.
“Such a dirty little girl.” I laugh and wink at her.
Her cheeks blaze but she grins back. “Your dirty girl.”
As I near my front door, a thundering of footsteps ascends the stairwell and loud shouting echoes off the walls. What the fuck?
I yank open the door and am face to face with a tall, broad man who is flanked by a pussy boy. Both wear matching hate-filled scowls.
“Can I help you?” I snap.
The older man’s gaze isn’t on me but behind me. He’s eyeing my fucking Eden.
“Eden. What in God’s name?” the man snarls.
I clench my fists and am about to knock his ass out when she squeaks out one word.
“Daddy.”
Snapping my head over my shoulder, I see her quivering frame tugging the sheet around her naked body and her eyes dart around wildly.
“Get the fuck out of my apartment,” I growl, jerking my head toward the men who I know I can easily take and block the doorway. “She’s quite happy here with me.”
The pussy boy glares at me. “You tainted my girlfriend with your diseases and your sinful ways. She was saving herself for marriage—for me—and you ruined her.”
My blood boils and I bow my bare chest out. His eyes glance over my wicked tattoos, all given in the pen, before his eyes meet mine again.
“Stop talking about Eden as if she’s a goddamned piece of spoiled fruit.”
“Eden,” the older man barks out over my shoulder, “get dressed and come out here right now. We’re going home and we’ll see about getting you some church counselling when we get back. You’ve clearly been led
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