“You heard me.”
“Bitch,” I warn.
“I’m not a bitch. You’re a bitch. Doing whatever my daddy tells you to do. Marrying Belinda for the club. Doing whatever Crow wants.”
I let go of her throat before I’m tempted to squeeze the life outta her for talking to me like that. Instead, I undo her jeans and position her over my lap to spank her ass. Her hips buck as she squirms, fighting against me while I jerk her panties and jeans to her knees. All she manages to do is make my cock hard and piss me off. “Hold still.”
“Let go of me.”
Thwack. I let my palm fly and connect with the perfect globe of her ass cheek. “You always were a spoiled little brat.”Slap.Smack. I rub a palm over her reddening skin. “May not be able to claim you in front of the club, but your ass will glow with my handprint. Maybe I’ll tattoo it right here.” I give her a squeeze, spreading her cheek and rubbing my thumb across her asshole. “Fisher ever fuck you here?”
“Go to hell.”
“Nah. He didn’t, but I’m going to. Going to stuff your tight little hole with my fat dick. You’re going to love every inch.” I spit on my fingers and tease the tip of my finger around the rim of her hole. “You done fighting with me so I can see to fucking you properly?” I can tell that fight or flight attitude has left when her body relaxes. I slide my fingers through the wetness between her thighs and tease at her clit. “Remind you who you belong to now.”
“You can fuck me, but let’s get one thing straight. Until you are divorced, I don’t belong to you. I might be BOH property, but I’m not yours.”
Ignoring her comment, I push the back of her shirt up and unhook the latches of her bra. “Think I’ll put it here.”
“What?”
“My name along your spine.” I trail my fingertip down the ridges. “Each time the needle hits the bone you’ll think about my cock stroking you as hard and deep.” I curl my fingers inside her, earning me a sweet gasp from her lips. She’s soaked. “Let’s take this to my bed so I can eat and fuck you all night.”
Freya might be pissed off at me, but bitch is horny enough to let it go all in the name of the mighty orgasms I’m about to give her. I lead her to my bedroom. In all the time I’ve had my house I’ve never brought anyone here. Not Belinda or Bensen. Not even John Crow.
“Naked and on the bed,” I tell her as I undress.
I pause a beat to appreciate the sight of her naked and waiting for me on my king-sized bed. If I had things my way, I’d tie her to the bedposts and keep her here forever. My filthy secret. My one desire.
Freya smirks at me. Her expression reads: yeah, come and get it. I enter the bed at the foot, grabbing her by the ankles then knees. I spread her legs and go for the kill, sucking her clit hard, devouring her juicy cunt. Her fingers slide through my hair, giving it a tug as she moans and writhes. My fingers slide back inside seeking out her sweet heat.
Fuck me, she’s turned on. Her knees press against my temples. Freya’s already about to get off. I use my tongue and fingers to bring her to the edge.
“Oh, my, god,” she cries out as her body jolts.
Her muscles squeeze against my fingers. Her clit pulses against my tongue. My sexy little brat comes hard. I don’t waste a single second. I move up her body, claim her mouth, giving her taste of her sweet as I line up and drive into that pretty pink pussy that’s eager for my cock. I take Freya slow, enjoying every second of her hot snatch wrapped around me. Pussy so tight, soft, and warm, stretching to take my dick. Nothing better. Her thumb brushes over my lips and along my jaw. Gaze on mine filled with pure need.
“This doesn’t mean anything,” she whispers, but those gorgeous hazel eyes tell me another story completely. Freya knows she’s mine. In body. In soul. All mine.
It’s wrong yet so damn right. I roll to my back putting her on top. Freya pulls her hair to one side, laying over her right shoulder then she moves. Rotating her hips, hitting me left to right, up and down. I meet her movements thrusting up deep. Her perfect tits jiggle and shake, bouncing with the fluid movements. I grip her hips as she rides my cock, ass cheeks slapping the tops of my thighs. Digging her nails into my shoulders she scratches me deep enough to draw blood.
“You think this belongs to you?” she coos, leaning back forcing me to watch as my dick glides in and out her cunt while she pinches a nipple with one hand and plays with her clit with the other never missing a beat.
“I don’t think nothing, babe. I know. You do too.”
“You wish it was yours.” She pants at the start of her orgasm.
I don’t let her finish. Instead, I flip her over and position her on all fours ready to claim her ass. Wanting her to feel the brutal burn when I push the thick head of my dick through her tight little asshole.
I rub my cock back and forth through her dripping cunt getting the tip good and coated.
“This pussy is mine and so is your ass.” I press the head of my dick against the tight skin, and she freezes.
“No way. It’s too much.”
“We’ll get there.” I fuck her doggie style hard and deep till we’re both getting off.
I collapse onto the pillows next to Freya. She lets out a jagged breath and I slap her ass loving the way it jiggles.