Page 18 of Sweetest Revenge

God, I want to fucking kiss him.

He let out a groan behind me.

“You haven't earned my cock yet, Addi.” His hands were on my hips, setting the pace as he fucked my thighs.

“It’s a waste of two million if you ask me,” I said breathlessly. My hands gripped the banister as another orgasm threatened to run through me.

The way he was using me was sinful. Degrading. He was fucking me like some toy. And the twisted part of me fucking loved it.

Yes, he made me come, but him driving between my thighs like this was all for his benefit.

He picked up his pace, his hips slamming into me as he got closer and closer to his orgasm. Without realizing it, I was squeezing my thighs tighter for him.

His curse had butterflies going off in my belly.

“You want me inside you?” he asked with a dark chuckle. “Is that the real reason you went to the auction? Because you haven’t been thoroughly fucked in the last eight years?”

I cursed and brought my hand to my clit to finish the job since he wouldn’t, but his hand was suddenly in my hair, forcing my head back.

“Don’t you fucking dare get yourself off,” he growled against my ear. “Only I can do that.”

I didn’t listen. I continued to rub my clit. He cursed, his hips moving faster against me until hot spurts of cum painted the banister and parts of my thighs.

I gasped when his other hand reached over to spread his cum across my clit.

Marking his territory.

“I own you, Addi,” he reminded me. “Nobody can fuck you like I do. You’re going to regret ever coming to the auction.”

I swallowed thickly, unable to respond.

I already do.

8

WARREN

“You look like shit,” Maxwell said as he pushed through my office door with coffee in hand.

My head was pounding, and my lids felt heavy. I had been up all night trying to get work done, but my mind had been occupied by Addi.

After the stairs, she had retired to her room for the night, not coming out once. My memory went back to years before, when she tempted me more than once. I fantasized about going to her room and taking her. Slipping into her bed while she was sleeping and fucking her into the mattress. Waking her up with my lips on her cunt and my name on her lips.

But it would never happen.

Fucking work.

Unfortunately, making the kind of money I made came with a lot of responsibility. And work. Taking time off for the auction and to play with Addi cost me a good few hours of getting shit done.

But goddamn, was it worth it.

I didn’t care that I stayed up for hours on end. That I stared at my inbox still full even as I answered as many emails as I could.

Not when I could still taste how sinfully sweet Addi was on the tip of my tongue.

My cock twitched to life at the thought of Addi the night before. Her moans had been so delicious, her wet cunt just begging for me to fuck it even more so.

She had wanted to act like a brat, but she bent to my will so easily, even though she was different from the young, impressionable girl she had been all those years ago.

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