Page 137 of Burn Like An Angel

“I was jealous, watching Raine ride your mouth.” Lennox’s fingertip enters me. “But I also wanted to join in.”

He pushes in deeper, listening to my muffled wails. I’m already full to the brim. Just when I think I can’t take anymore, he finds a new limit to test.

Working his finger in and out of my backside, Lennox resumes fucking me. His timing is perfect, breaching each hole simultaneously. My stolen orgasm comes soaring back within reach.

“Easy, baby. You’re tensing up.”

“Because you won’t let me come!”

He chuckles behind me. “Do you have any idea how long I’ve waited to do this? You can hold out a little longer.”

Digging my nails into the bed, the room is filled with the sound of our bodies smacking together. It’s reaching intolerable levels. I’m far too full to cope with his thrusting much longer.

“I hate you!”

Pain sizzles across my scalp as Lennox seizes my wet hair. He manages to twist the short curls around his fingers, forming a tight leash. My head is wrenched back, pulling my torso upwards.

“Say that again,” he hisses. “I dare you.”

I’m suspended mid-air by his grip on my hair alone, his cock still plunging into me. It’s a dominating move, inflicting pain to silence me while he’s still fucking me into oblivion.

Breasts pushed out, I think he’s going to finally relent. Only for him to still again when I don’t respond, denying me right before I can fall apart. My throat is raw from crying out.

“Well?” Lennox tugs on my hair.

Panting, I can’t string a response together. Lennox slides his finger from my asshole to deliver a punishing spank. It leaves a fiery brand on my skin, already sensitive from his constant teasing.

“Do you hate me when I’ve got my cock in you?”

“No,” I moan helplessly.

“Then don’t lie. Or I’ll keep you hanging for an eternity.”

“Please… Nox. Let me come. Please.”

He swats me again, right above my soaked asshole. “No.”

“Please!”

My ass is still tingling from his penetration, the feeling intensified by him striking me. Shockwaves roll over me, exploding in every limb.

“I want something from you.”

“A-Anything,” I whimper.

Lennox pushes back into my slit, nudging the hidden spot inside me that makes stars burst behind my eyes. A strangled sound erupts from me. I can hear how soaking wet I am from so many denials.

“I told you how I feel, Rip.” His voice is rough, like he’s trying desperately not to finish. “Now I want to hear it from you.”

Another hard slap causes his grip on my hair to tense. The white-hot pain blurs with everything going haywire inside me. It sends my system into a cataclysmic meltdown.

“Hear what?” I bleat uselessly.

Lennox swaps to a slow roll, his hips jerking. “I heard what you said to Raine. You love him. I won’t begrudge you that, Rip.”

He delivers another loud smack, causing me to cry out his name.

“But I’m a selfish bastard. I need proof that you’ve forgiven me.”

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