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Pulling my fingers from inside her, I release her hair and rip her panties from her body. Gripping on to the back of her neck, I push her to the end of the couch before forcing her to bend over the arm.

My palm connects with her ass cheek with a crack. She cries out in shock, but it’s laced with lust. She needs this as much as I do.

Palming her ass to ease the sting, I eventu

ally pull it away and revel in the sight of my handprint on her flawless skin.

She doesn’t fight. She just complies, lying there with her branded ass and soaked pussy on full display for me.

“You’re going to feel this long after the pain from his touch has faded,” I promise.

“Yes,” she cries, sounding as impatient as I feel.

Ripping open my pants, I shove them down my hips just enough to release my cock. Stepping up to her, I run the head against her clit. She trembles at the contact, a low moan rumbling up her throat.

“I’m going to fuck you hard and deep, but you’re not going to come. You got that?”

“Y-yes.”

“You betrayed me, and I’m going to show you just how seriously I take that. Your pleasure is mine now, Little Dove. You only get it when I say you can have it.”

“Cole, please. I need—”

“No,” I bark, my palm connecting with her ass cheek. A loud slap rings out around the room and when I move my hand away, I find a glowing red print on her ass.

A little bit of the anger, the betrayal I feel lessens as I stare at that mark.

“I tell you what you need.”

Without warning, I slam into her. Her pussy ripples around me at the invasion and her back stiffens.

“Fuck,” she barks, but I don’t give her a chance to get used to me. Instead, I pull almost all the way out before thrusting back inside her, harder than before.

“Cole,” she cries.

One of my hands grips on to her hips to hold her in place as her feet start to leave the floor with the force of my thrusts, while the other goes back to her head. I push her down, burying her face in the cushions, my rage taking over.

“Oh God… God… yes...” Her muffled chants fill the room as I punish her.

“Louder. Let him know who fucking owns you, Dove.”

“Cole,” she screams as I release her hip and redden her cheek once more.

“Fuck. Yes,” I grunt, taking exactly what I need from her.

Releasing her hair, I slip my hand around her neck and pull her until she’s standing, her back to my front. I squeeze enough to make her see stars but nowhere near enough to cut off her air supply.

“Cole, I need—”

“What have I told you about what you need?” I groan in her ear, the deepness of my voice making her entire body tremble.

“Please, Cole. Oh God…,” she gasps as my other hand skates up her stomach and pinches her nipples.

“Why should I let you come, Little Dove? You don’t deserve it.”

“Nor do you, but you’re going to take it anyway.”

“Damn fucking right I am.”


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