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She sucks her pretty bottom lip between her teeth, biting down softly.
Is that a hint of pain I see in her eyes?
Is that what she wants?
Oh, I am a sick fuck. I want nothing more than to possess this young woman. It is wrong and it is just what I have been looking for.
Avery. Her name dances in my mind.
I thought she’d had me fooled when I saw her luscious skin, all curves and innocence. I thought she was a woman who sold herself. The innocent shit was an act. I’d been sure of it.
How wrong I was.
“Okay…” she mewls innocently. Her eyes widen and her mouth slips open. I reach forward and push my thumb between her lips tenderly, caressing her cheek and neck as I pull it away.
“Bend over,” I say. She is standing in front of me, her beautiful body ripe and ready for me.Even though she is clothed. My cock tents my pants, burning inside my clothes. She needs to be cared for, though. Before I make her mine. Before I bury myself inside her, spoiling her with my cock, making her scream my name.
She presses her body forward slowly, her lips parting. I press forward through the thick air between us and take her lips in mine, sucking her bottom lip between my teeth. She falls against my body, sliding down onto the couch again. She can’t hold herself up. She can’t help herself.
“Turn around,” I say, pulling my mouth away from hers. I grab her hips and guide her so her back is to me, drinking in her curves. “Bend over again. I need to taste you.”
I feel her shudder against my hands, planted firmly on her hips. I want to plunge myself into her so badly, but I won’t. I wait. It’s excruciating, but I wait.
Because that will make it all the sweeter when I finally have her. Sweeter for both of us.
But I don’t matter. I need to keep her. Keep her safe, keep her warm, keep her away from that bullshit place I took her from.
And I don’t care if I need to take my time to do it.
It doesn’t matter.
Nothing matters now except her.
With her back to me, she is waiting. Compliant. But there’s something else inside her too, swirling beautifully with her compliance.
I can feel it on her, coming off her. It was in her eyes when she told her boss she wouldfigure it out. It was a look that told that old prick to fuck off.
It’s fire. It’s determination.
She knows what she wants, doesn’t she?
“As you know, Avery,” I say, sliding my hands from her hips to her ass, “when I purchased your freedom, there was something I had in mind. I didn’t think I was buyingyou. Because I know you are not for sale. Are you, Avery?”
“No,” she says, turning to me. “I’m not for sale.”
“Then what the hell were you doing in that place, baby?”
“I didn’t know what that place was.”
My heart clenches as I grab the waistband on her black lace panties. They slide down her milky white thighs and reveal heaven to me.
“Finally,” I breathe, taking in her perfect pink pussy with my deliriously tired eyes. “I needed to see you.”
Her scent is fucking perfect, sweet and all mine.
“Whose is this, baby?” I growl.
Avery arches her back, pushing herself closer to me. Lunging toward her, I spread her open with my thumbs, exposing her virgin pink flesh, finding her clit with my tongue. She is likeheavenas I slowly glide my tongue in wide motions, flicking against her.
