Page 78 of Tick Tock, Boom!

"Like you?" I growled, stepping into her space, grabbing her wrist and hauling her against my chest.

The air between us turned molten. Her lips parted, chest rising with quick, shallow breaths. "Let me go."

"Not a chance."

I crushed my mouth to hers, all teeth, frustration, and years of hunger. She kissed me back just as hard, fingers clawing at my shirt, hips grinding against mine like her body remembered every filthy promise we never got to keep. When we broke apart, she gasped for air.

"You still mad?" I rasped, my hand sliding to her throat, fingers gripping just enough to make her look at me.

"Furious," she whispered.

"Good. Then you’ll let me fuck that anger out of you."

She didn’t answer. Just let me walk her backward until her knees hit thecouchand I shoved her down.

"Get on your hands and knees."

Her eyes widened.

"Now, Kitten. Or I’ll put you there myself."

She obeyed with a low whimper, hands bracing on the cushions, her breath catching as she shifted into position. Her ass was round and perfect, denim molded tight across her curves, the fabric stretched thin like it was begging to be torn away. I grabbed her hips and pressed my mouth to the small of her back, biting down hard enough to leave a mark before dragging her jeans down to her thighs.

Her panties were soaked, lace clinging to her heat like a second skin. I groaned, running my hand over her soft flesh, admiring the way her ass jutted up for me, waiting, ready, her legs trembling just slightly with anticipation.

“You’ve missed this,” I growled, bringing my palm down hard on her ass. She yelped, her body jerking forward.

“You missed the way I spank you until your thighs are sticky and your voice is raw from begging.”

Another spank. The other cheek. This time slightly harder. She gasped, her fingers clawing into the cushion.

“That’s right, Kitten. Take it like a good girl,” I hissed, gripping her hair and yanking her head back until her throat was bare to me. I leaned in, bit the curve of her neck and she whimpered for me again, hips rolling back into me, grinding on my already hard cock.

“Tease,” I growled, palming her ass, kneading the heat, loving the way her flesh turned bright pink beneath my fingers. “This,” I spanked her again. This is punishment,” I whispered into her ear. “For leaving. For not waiting. For turning me on every goddamn time I see you and pretending it doesn’t mean anything.”

I bent down and bit her ass, hard, making her moan. My tongue soothed the sting while my hand slid between her thighs, stroking the wet spot through her panties.

“You’re soaked for me already, Kitten,” I growled. “Fucking soaked.”

Then I flipped her onto her back, pulling her jeans and panties off in one rough yank, spreading her wide. Her cheeks were flushed, eyes dark with want, lips parted as she panted beneath me.

“Feisty little kitten,” I said as I climbed over her, my mouth hovering just over hers.

“You like it,” she breathed, her hands curling around my arms.

“I fucking love it,” I whispered, then claimed her lips again with a bruising kiss.

I moved down her body slowly, dragging my tongue across every inch of skin like I was memorizing her all over again. Her shirt tore beneath my hands, her bra flung across the room without care. My mouth latched onto her nipple, sucking hard, teeth grazing her until she arched into me with a broken moan.

By the time I reached her core, her thighs were already spread, her scent thick and sweet. I ran my tongue down her slit, groaning at how wet she was for me, then looked up at her with a smirk.

"You taste like sin, Kitten."

I licked her with slow, deliberate strokes, flicking my tongue over her clit and watching her body react. Those trembling thighs, the way her hands gripped the cushions like she was holding onto any bit of sanity yet at the same time debating whether or not to get away. I nibbled her clit gently, then sucked hard, making her cry out. I didn’t stop. I circled the sensitive nub with my tongue, then flicked faster, pressing her thighs wide open so I could see every reaction. She whimpered, moaned, her back arching as she panted my name.

"That’s it," I whispered against her pussy. "Let me hear how much you missed me."

Her hands flew to my hair, fingers tangling in the strands as I nuzzled deeper, biting softly, licking harder. When I sucked her clit again, I slid two fingers inside her, curling them just right, and she choked out a sob of pleasure. Her hips bucked, but I held her down, owning every inch of her with my mouth.

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