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While I still might be scared and worried, I know I have people at my side. Tonight shook something free for me. I’m going to start a new life. One filled with things that I want. Rich is the first thing on that list.

ChapterSixteen

RICH

One of the bright spots in my life was the night I beat the shit out of my father. It felt good. All the years of hate and bullshit he rained down on me, I finally got retribution and to unleash right back on to him. I didn’t think I'd ever get more of a thrill during a fight than that.

Oh, how wrong I’d been. The anger I have for the men who have wreaked havoc on my girl is unmatched. Every blow I landed, I reveled in. That asshole thought he could have her. That he could just order her against her will. Over my dead body.

And now she is giving herself to me fully. I don’t deserve it. I’ve been a little asshole myself, but I’m still going to take her. I’ll spend the rest of my life giving her anything and everything she wants. Proving to her that I’m worthy of someone like her.

I scoop Fallon up into my arms, carrying her to the bathroom. As much as I love seeing my name on her, I need her out of that damn shirt. I want to see and explore every damn inch of her.

“Hate that his blood is on you.” I sit her down on the bathroom counter.

“Is it weird that it doesn’t bother me? That I find it kind of funny.” I place a hand on each side of her thighs, leaning down to keep as close to her as I can.

“No, I don't find it weird at all. If anyone can understand wanting to see someone who had hurt you or planned to make you suffer, it’s me.” It can be rather freeing, in fact. “They relish the fear and pain they give others. We can do the same when it happens to them.”

Fallon nods in agreement. “I didn’t think I’d ever want to see anyone get hurt. Not with how my father would…” She trails off. I can’t wait to get my hands on that asshole. I already know I’ll enjoy playing with him more than I did my own father. In fact, I plan to draw it out, making him cry and beg.

“You don’t have to hurt anyone. Leave that to me.” I claim her mouth in a kiss. Her lips part for me instantly. Fallon might be a tad shy, but that’s not holding her back. I reach for the hem of her shirt and pull it off over her head. I toss it away, tugging at the cups of her bra, making her breasts spill free.

Her dusty rose-colored nipples are already hard and ready for me. “You’re breathtakingly beautiful.” I palm her breast in my hands, my thumb stroking her nipple. Fallon sucks in a breath, letting me know she’s enjoying it.

I lean in and suck one into my mouth, paying attention to every sound she makes and the movement of her body to help guide me. To let me know what she is enjoying. I might be new to this, but I’m going to soak all of it in. I'm going to ruin her so that she will never crave another. Only my touch will ever do.

“Rich.” Fallon arches her back, thrusting her tit farther into my mouth. I suck, my tongue stroking back and forth before I release it and give the other the same attention.

With my free hand, I pop the button on her shorts. I both hate and love them. They expose more of her legs than I care for, but I love the fact that she felt comfortable enough to wear them. No one in that warehouse tonight could even hold a candle to my girl. She’s beautiful not only on the outside but the inside as well.

I know my jealousy when it comes to her is a battle I’ll always have with myself. The asshole in me wants to keep her covered and to myself. While the logical side of me knows that I need to let her bloom and find herself.

“You know what these shorts did to me tonight?”

Fallon blinks a few times. “What?” If my dick wasn’t so hard that it’s painful, I might laugh at how dazed she is, but my ego is eating that shit up. That I put that sexy-as-fuck expression on her face.

“All these legs for everyone to see.” I pull the shorts from her, taking the panties with them as I go fully to my knees before her. I use my shoulders to make her legs spread wider for me.

“You didn’t like that?” She licks her lips, her hips shifting. It’s damn hard to keep my eyes locked on her when her bare, glistening pussy is right in front of my face.

“I’m a jealous asshole.”

“Me too.”

“You’ve never been an asshole a day in your life.” I lean forward, breathing her in. My mouth waters with the need to taste her. I don’t give her a chance to respond, burying my face between her thighs. Her sweet taste explodes into my mouth when I thrust my tongue between the lips of her sex, greedily taking it. Fuck she tastes good.

Fallon lets out a loud gasp, her fingers digging into my hair. I grip her hips, pulling her farther off the counter, putting her legs over my shoulders. She follows my lead, placing her palms behind her and leaning back, giving me the perfect view of all of her while I eat her pussy.

“That’s my girl.”

“I love it when you call me yours.”

“You are mine.” I grip her upper thighs, spreading her farther apart but keeping her legs still over my shoulders. It gives me full access to her pretty pussy that tastes like heaven.

I swipe my tongue against her clit, making her hips rock, before sliding down more. I thrust my tongue in and out of her with shallow and deep licks, wanting to taste all of her.

Fallon’s moans fill the bathroom. My dick leaks cum, wanting to be the one inside her, not my tongue. But I know I need to continue to get her ready. I don’t want to hurt her.

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