Page 77 of Driftwood Daffodil 2

“Stop fighting.” I pressed my lips against her cheek and whispered, “It won’t help. I’ll get what I want.”

Nova’s expression hardened with every swipe of my finger. She could deny wanting this it all she wanted, but all the signs were there. Heaving chest, dilated pupils. She’d even given up trying to pull my arm away and was just holding on.

She was two seconds away from bursting. Her pussy was throbbing with need, and still the stubborn little bitch refused to give in and let one moan out. She simply glared back at me with a clenched jaw.

I’d never wanted to fuck anyone more in my life.

“You feel that? That’s your pussy about to come all overmyfucking fingers.”

Not Atlee’s, or that motherfucker up on the balcony, but mine.

“I will never come for you.”

I snorted. “It’s cute that you think you have a choice.”

The second she made that deal, she lost all freewill.

Though I did have to hand it to her, Nova fought hard to hold herself back. But I knew I won the second I felt her muscles seize. Her back bowed as Nova let out a moan that rang through my ears like the sweetest victory bell.

I continued to stroke her clit, dragging her orgasm out as I looked back up at Tony.

“Look at my fiancé again, and I’ll rip your eyes out of your fucking skull.”

The word fiancé caused Tony’s demeanor to instantly change. All amusement dropped off his face as he held up his hands in surrender. You didn’t fuck with a man’s wife.

“Sorry Gio, I didn’t mean any disrespect.”

The irony of the situation wasn’t lost on me. I’d been fucking Dominic Barone’s wife for four years. That didn’t stop me from wanting to hurt any man that looked at Nova in a way I didn’t like. Maybe that made me a hypocrite? Or maybe it meant I’d be a better husband than Dom?

I didn’t give a shit. Because the second I pulled my hand out of Nova’s shorts and sucked her sweet nectar off my fingers, I knew that I wouldn’t just hurt someone for looking at her.

I’d skin the asshole alive.

Tony gave me one more apology before walking back in the house, leaving Nova and I alone in the driveway.

I thought for sure Nova was going to say or do something to piss me off. That seemed to be her go to response, though at this point I was starting to think that she was born a stubborn pain in the ass. But she wasn’t so stubborn when I looked down at her.

She was a mess, all sweaty with hair stuck to her forehead, and utterly pissed off. There was a fire burning in her eyes, like green and golden flames of fury. That was expected. Nova didn’t like to lose. But there was something else toying with the expression on her face, that made me tip my head.

Her brows slightly pulled together while her lips parted as if she wanted to say something, but nothing came out. it was almost like she was searching for something, or trying to figure something out. Not me, but something. I wasn’t sure she even knew what it was.

We stood there silently staring at each other as moonlight began to crest over the horizon. I couldn’t help but think how beautiful she looked with the afterglow of a fresh orgasm tinting her cheeks. Watching her come once wasn’t nearly enough.

I wanted to rip her shorts off and devour her pussy until I’d had my fill of the sweet flavor lingering in the back of my throat. But I also wanted to hurt her. I wanted to make her bleed and cry out for mercy while I plowed deep inside her.

That was an urge I refused to give into. Not yet anyway. I’d fuck her, but not until she was begging for it. I wouldn’t give her the satisfaction of being able to throw her sister’s accusations about my brother in my face.

Novalee Ford would have to earn my cock.

I let go of her neck as my eyes once again fell down to the scratch on her leg. I loathed that thing almost as much as I loathed the thought of another man touching her. She didn’t fuck Simon, but did she do anything else with him? Did that slimly weasel have his hands on her hot cunt? Did he get to see what her face looked like screwed up in ecstasy? I needed to find that prick. He had a lot to answer for.

“Well,” Nova spat out. “Aren’t you going to tell me to suck your dick now?”

I unfurled my fists and cocked a brow her way. “Do you want me to tell you to suck my dick?”

Since that day a week ago, shoving my cock down her throat again was the only thing I could think about.

“That’s how this works, isn’t it?”

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