Page 30 of Tick Tock, Boom!

Buried six feet under.

All that was left was a raw, dangerous, all-consuming need to claim what belonged to me before any other fucker got his hands on her.

I broke the kiss, my hands still clenched tight on her thick hips, my cock pressing hard against her belly, aching so bad it made my head spin.

I grabbed her by the waist and spun her around, quick and rough, pressing her chest down hard against the nearest chair. Her breath caught, a soft little whimper slipping out as my hands slid over the curve of her ass, fingers curling into the waistband of her jeans.

"You’ve been teasing me since the second I laid eyes on you in that club, kitten," I hissed against her ear, my teeth grazing the curve of her neck. "You know what happens to bad little girls who push my buttons?"

She gasped, her body shivering beneath my touch, but didn’t dare answer.

Good girl.

I yanked her jeans and panties down in one swift motion, baring that perfect round ass, soft and pale and begging for my hand. My fingers stroked the bare flesh, slow, taunting, tracing circles down the swell of her thighs, over the crease where her thighs met that sweet, soaked heat.

She whimpered, shifting her ass against me, her body needy, aching, her pussy glistening and exposed.

"So fucking wet for me already," I murmured, my fingers sliding closer but not giving her what she wanted, just stroking the tender flesh, teasing her with soft brushes that made her hips twitch, desperate for more.

Then, when I had her purring, I raised my palm and brought it down hard. The crack of the spank echoed through the room, and she yelped, her hands gripping the edge of the chair as her back arched, presenting herself even more.

Another slap. Harder. This time I watched as her perfect white skin bloomed red under my hand, the shape of my palm marked across her ass like a brand.

"Count," I growled.

"O-one," she gasped.

Another strike, just as sharp.

"Two..."

Her voice trembled, but she didn’t fight me, didn’t pull away. She took every hit like the good little kitten I knew she could be.

"Three!" She cried out.

When her cheeks were flushed and glowing, her breath coming hard and fast, I stepped back, letting my fingers trail down the curve of her ass, lightly brushing the sting I’d left behind.

"Turn around," I ordered, my voice thick, my cock throbbing against my zipper. "Undress for me."

She faced me slowly, her fingers shaking as she reached for the hem of her tank top, pulling it up over her head. Those beautiful, plush tits spilled free, soft and heavy, nipples tight and aching, begging for my mouth.

She shimmied out of her jeans the rest of the way, then flung her panties aside with a slight flick of her ankle. She stood before me in nothing but her bare body and need, her belly soft, her curves full and perfect. She had the kind of body meant for a man like me to hold down, to fuck hard, to worship and destroy all at once.

"You’re fucking beautiful," I murmured, my eyes dragging over every inch of her. "Made to be used. Made to be owned."

Her lips parted, and her breath shaky as she waited for my next command.

"Crawl onto the bed," I ordered, my voice low and dark, "and show me that perfect body of yours."

She blinked up at me, those lips swollen and kiss-bruised, eyes so wide and glassy it looked like the air had been knocked right out of her chest. Her breath came in these soft, stuttered little gasps, like she was caught on the edge between flight and surrender, as if the war between running from me or falling at my feet was still raging inside that pretty little head of hers. And I could see the moment it hit her. The way her body betrayed her, leaning in just enough, knees softening, that sweet submission already creeping in beneath the surface.

Good.

Let her fucking feel it. Let her drown in the choice she was making.

I stepped back, slowly taking off my gear, watching as she obeyed. She dropped to her knees, crawling across the sheets, hips swaying, looking back at me with eyes that told me she was ready to be broken wide open.

And God help me, I was ready to do it.

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