Page 84 of Sold to Her Enemy

This is sweet and light between us, a welcome relief from the tension. I bring her hand to my mouth, and I kiss it. “I can’t tell you why my parents made the decisions they did, just like you can’t why yours made their choices.”

She stiffens, but I cover the back of her hand with kisses. “I’m not done stuffing your holes, hellion. Lube that dildo back up and hold it in your pussy. I want your mouth stuffed with my cock.”

I stand, pull a bit gag from where I had it in the nightstand drawer, along with a glass butt plug, and gesture to her to kneel.

She does, moving slowly, and I unzip my pants.

“Yes, Sir." She crawls to me.

The sight of her in this sweet submission is breathtaking.

“Gorgeous. You’re so damn gorgeous, Mckenna.”

My hands roam down her back to the cleft between her ass. I draw a lazy circle as her warm palm makes contact with my cock.

“Wait.” I grit out the word.

Reaching for the lube and the plug, I lube it up, then slide it down, resting it against Mckenna’s ass.

“Spread your ass cheeks for me, hellion.”

She drops my cock with a half pout, and without another word, as if she’s been my submissive all of her life, she reaches back and grabs her ass cheeks and spreads them to her puckered entrance. My cock throbs but I want to make her suffer a little more and that’s worth me waiting to slam my cock into her wet heat a little longer.

“Gorgeous,” I can’t help the word, but the way she shudders makes me want to give her more.

“Be a good girl. Take this plug for me, hellion.”

17 MCKENNA

For me .

My insides clench at the words, my whole body feels hot, and my pussy is throbbing, keenly aware of the emptiness.

But his words spark a flash of anger. I snarl at him before I can stop myself.

“Oh? I can force you. That’s fine,” Adrian coolly reaches back. His fingertips dig into the tender flesh of my ass and he pulls me wide apart.

I bite back a scream.

It hurts, though it really shouldn’t. I think it’s because he’s pressing with enough force to bruise me.

“I don’t want to do it for you.”

“No? A moment ago, I had you whimpering. on an inanimate object. What’s changed?”

His voice is detached, as if he couldn’t care, but I know better.

I got a rare glimpse of how he feels about me and that he wants more with me beyond tomorrow at midnight, and I’ve chosen this moment to freak out about that.

“I still don’t like you,” I snarl.

“Maybe not. But you’re stuck with me, Mckenna.” He slaps my ass.

I jump at the impact.

“I have money. I don’t need you.”

The air between us changes again to a new charged intensity. He taps the plug against my ass in a deliberate tap, tap motion, and it’s cool and heavy.

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