Page 195 of Redeemed

With a little gasp, Haven blinks open her eyes. Her cheeks immediately flush. When she tries to pull away, I keep my arms locked around her.

“I-I’m sorry,” she mumbles. “I don’t know what I was thinking.”

“That’s because you were thinking with your cunt instead of your head.” I push her onto her back and shove her legs open. “I bet you’re wet already, just from waking up horny, huh?”

“Colton!” She shuts her legs, but not before I cup her pussy. All it does is trap my hand there, and she grunts in frustration.

“Did I give you permission to close your legs?”

Haven squeezes her eyes shut. “Please don’t do this.”

“Open your legs.”

“Colton—”

“Now.Unless you really are such a brainless slut that you’ve forgotten what you agreed to.”

Hesitantly, Haven opens her legs. I shove my hand into her panties, and the moment I feel her desire, I laugh.

“Just like I thought.”

Ever since we renegotiated our deal, Haven hasn’t been nearly as skittish around sex. She still protests and fights, but she doesn’t get panicky.

Knowing she canactuallystop us at any time has given her a sense of freedom, I think. I’m not entirely sure what it frees her from—if it’s from the fear Isaiah instilled in her or if it’s something else. But does it matter? All I care about is that it seems to be working, for herandfor us.

Throwing the blankets off us both, I climb over Haven and get out of bed. She watches me with confusion until I grab her legs and yank her to the edge of the bed.

“Hey!” She pushes up onto her elbows, and her eyes widen as I pull her panties down her legs. “W-what are you doing?”

“Whatever I want, and you’re going to take it like the good girl I know you can be.”

“No!” Haven kicks at me and actually manages to land a blow to my right side. “Get your hands off me. This isn’t what I wa—”

“Unless you want me to make this harder on you, of course.”

Haven stills. I already have a firm hold on her ankles so she can’t kick me again. She knows that she can struggle all she wants, but I’ll always overpower her within seconds.

“These legs stay open.” I shove them apart. “If they don’t, then you’ll get spanked.” My fingers brush over her pussy. “Here, not on your ass.”

Her jaw drops. “You’ve got to be kidding me.”

With a smirk, I fall to my knees in front of her. My feelings for Haven may be changing, but I’m still obsessed with shocking her into compliance.

“Wait,” she blurts, but her legs stay wide open. “Don’t. Oh my god, please don’t.”

“Why not?” I lean closer, and I have to stop myself from running my tongue up her cunt.

“I just—why isthiswhat you want to do?”

“Why wouldn’t I?”

She rolls her eyes. “You’re a lot of things, Colton Heverly, but you’re not selfless. Selfish men don’t do this.”

Shaking my head, I laugh. “Oh, angel, trust me. I’m beingveryselfish right now.”

The frown that forms on her face is so cute I almost lift myself up to kiss her. But my mind forces me to refocus.

Selfish men don’t do this.

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