Page 77 of Hawk's Sapphire

His hands caress my skin, from my shoulders to the tops of my thighs and back, paying special attention to my breasts along the way.His lips find my neck, his teeth scraping lightly along the skin there, a little pain that he caresses away with his tongue.

“You’re thinking too hard, baby.Relax,” he murmurs.“Lean back.”The command in his voice brings a sudden change to the air around us, sending shivers up my spine.I lean back, pushing my body firmly against his, unable to resist rubbing his hard cock with my ass, earning me a sharp slap to the top of my thigh.

“Behave.I’ll take care of you in due time.Put your arms around my neck.”

I obey, slowly hooking my arms around his neck.My torso arching a little against his chest.“Good girl.Keep them there.”

Those words from his mouth do funny things to my insides.It’s not the same way I feel when Matteo says it.From Hawk, they carry more weight, more meaning.Iwantto be his good girl.

Hawk’s breath is hot on my nape while one hand traverses my body until it rests just below my breast.The other continues its descent down my belly, seductively inching closer to the place I need him most.My clit is swollen, throbbing between my legs.I want to cry, to beg him to touch me, to fuck me, anything to take away the ache building inside me.

Hawk chuckles from behind me.“Patience, baby.I want to enjoy every inch of this beautiful body.”He kisses his way from my nape to my ear.“You’re mine now, Sapphire.Whatever crazy thoughts you’re fighting about this being temporary—that you’ll walk away when we leave this penthouse—that I’ll change my mind.All those thoughts are bullshit, and you need to shut them down.Because you’re not going anywhere, and neither am I.”He bites down on the flesh where my neck meets my shoulder hard.The pain adding to the pleasure is a strange combination I’m quickly becoming addicted to.

He thumbs my nipple, giving it a sharp pinch and a tug.I jerk at the sensation, my moan echoing off the walls of the shower.Hawk hums his approval.His other hand lays still, a hair's breath away from my clit, unmoving.

“Are you just going to talk or do you plan on making me come sometime soon?Because if you’re not up for the task, I can do it myself,” I tease, tired of the games and needing a release.I unhook my hands, sliding my right hand down my abdomen, gripping his wrist and forcing his hand down further.Using his finger, I circle my clit, pressing into the swollen flesh with just the right amount of pressure.Just as I’m about to go over the edge, Hawk pulls his hand away, roughly gripping mine and placing it back behind his neck.

“Naughty, naughty, Sapphire.You’re not in charge, baby.”He bites my shoulder, and I yelp at the sting.I’m about to tell him to fuck off when his fingers dip down and brush over my clit, halting my protest, distracting me.I arch against his hand, but the smug bastard doesn’t move, only chuckles against my ear.

“Need something, baby?”His hand slides down my inner thigh, and I open myself to him.His other hand finds its way back to my breast, squeezing and kneading it, hard, punishingly so.He cups my pussy possessively.“This is mine, now.I’ll give and take as I please, and you’ll enjoy every second, if you’d just let go and trust me to take care of you.”

Easier said than done.

I hate that I still have doubts, but history has proven in my life, good things don’t last.

Hawk’s fingers skim through my wet folds.He groans.“So fucking wet.You need me, don’t you, baby?This sweet little cunt wants me to fill it, mark it …eat it.”He spins us abruptly, pushing my back against the tile wall as he falls to his knees before me.His mouth kisses a trail up my inner thigh as he drapes it over his shoulder, opening me up further.His finger harshly plunges inside me, swirling once, twice, three times.My hips instinctively shifting with each move.Heat rushes through my body.The hot wetness dripping down my thighs I know isn’t from the shower.Hawk’s other arm comes up, pinning my hips against the wall, stilling my movements, as he slows the pace of his fingers.

“Ugh.”My hands slap against the hard tile, and I groan, glaring at the bastard who’s smiling wickedly at me from his place on the ground.I want to scream at him.Beg him to make me come, but Hawk’s on a mission to prove he owns me, and my pleas won’t sway him.

I grip his hair tightly in my hand, his eyes close, and I try to push his head toward my pussy.The asshat doesn’t budge.I pull harder and he growls his approval.

Guess he likes a little pain with his pleasure, too.Interesting.

He grips my hand, placing my finger on my clit and demands, “Circle it, Sadie.Don’t stop until I tell you.If you stop, I’ll stop, and then I’ll get myself off, mark your ass with my cum, and leave you hanging.You got me?”

Oh, the bastard.

I’m too wound up to argue but make a mental note to get even.

I do as he says, and he rewards me with his tongue, fucking me into oblivion.My climax hits and my hips thrust forward, his arm bands around my thigh holding me in place.He slows his tongue but doesn’t stop.When I start to pull my hand away, he stops me.“Not done yet.I didn’t say stop.”

“I can’t, Nathaniel,” I plead.

“You can and will.Trust me, baby.”Our eyes connect and there’s something in his I can’t quite decipher, but I nod, giving in to his commands.

He stands, my leg draped over his forearm, my finger still slowly circling my clit.His lips crash onto mine in a brutal kiss and his cock enters me in one swift motion.I gasp, and he deepens the kiss, growling as he speeds up his pace.I grip his neck, needing something to keep me upright as he continues to pound into me, drawing another orgasm out of me.He swallows my scream, but he isn’t finished.

Lifting both my legs and wrapping them around his waist, Hawk changes the angle, bottoming out.The new angle is stretching me, but the slight burn is worth the pleasure.My climax begins to build again, my core tingling, my stomach quivering.Hawk ramps up his pace, slamming inside me harder with each thrust.His arm holding me behind my shoulders now, his hand gripping my neck, keeping me from getting hurt from bouncing against the wall.

“One more, baby.I need you to come one more time.”He grunts.“You’re squeezing me so fucking tight.So hot and wet, andmine.” Hawk grips my shoulders, slamming into me, groaning as my muscles tighten around him.“Fuck yes!Say it, Sadie.Tell me you’re mine.”

“I-I-I’m yours, Nathaniel.I’ve always been yours.”A tear escapes my eye as the truth barrels out of me and Nathaniel lets go, spraying rope after rope of hot, sticky release inside me.We stay here, a hot, panting mess.The water is now cold and all but forgotten.

Nathaniel puts me on my feet, steadying me with his hand on my waist as he shuts off the water.He gathers two towels from the wall beside the shower door, wrapping one around his waist.He grips my hand, pulling me out of the shower, and gently begins drying my body with the towel.It’s such a strange feeling, being cared for like I’m precious.It’s something I’ve never really had before.

Don’t get me wrong.Lisa and Mack did the best they could, but I never felt like I wastheirchild.I can’t explain why, but I always knew I was different.The daughter of a traitor and a psychopath.The stigma carried into my school years.Kids teased me.Teachers pitied me.So, I learned to shut my emotions down and put up walls around my heart with everyone—excepthim.

I thought I had finally managed to put those walls up, to push Hawk out after witnessing him with Candi and various other women over the last year or so.I finally locked my heart away after he went on a drunken bender and slept with Candi the night Nate came back to the clubhouse.I never expected the sneaky bastard to find a way around it until he showed up at my house that night and we made love.

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