Page 40 of The Retaliation You Deliver
“Yes, you. You walk around going after the revenge you think you’re due yet you have no idea what anyone else has been through. The only pain you know is your own. You don’t stop for a second to even consider what everyone else might have been through.”
“He didn’t fucking ra—” I cut myself off, not even able to spit the words out in anger.
“Just take me home, Leon. I’m not having this conversation with you right now.”
“I didn’t have any intentions of talking, Red.”
“I want to touch you less than I want to talk to you,” she spits, disgust oozing from her tone.
“Not interested now you know the truth, huh?”
“W-what?” she asks, rearing back, her eyes boring holes into my profile.
“You were more than happy to touch me before.”
“This has nothing to do with… with him and what he—” She swallows the words just as much as I did. “This is about me, Leon. The way you treated me.”
“You were begging for it.”
She shakes her head, blowing out a long breath.
“Stop the car.”
“No.”
“Leon, stop the fucking car,” she screams like a mad woman.
“So you can run away? I don’t think so.”
“Leon,” she growls.
“You seem to be missing something, Red.” I glance over, ensuring she can see the danger and threat lurking in my eyes. “I’ve searched for you for ten years. You really think I’m going to let you go that easily.”
“You walked away pretty quick the last time,” she quips.
“Yeah, I’ve regretted it ever since. I should have taken you up on your offer and fucked you in every single room of that cunt’s house until you didn’t know your own name and couldn’t feel your own body.”
She gasps, but while she might think I hear her shock, I don’t. All I hear is desire.
“You’d have like that, huh?”
“No, I—”
“You want my punishment. You know you were wrong. You know that you owe me. And you fucking love it.”
“Shut up,” she demands.
“No need to be ashamed, Red.” Reaching over, I run my palm up her thigh.
Her body trembles beneath my hand making my cock ache for her.
“I’m more than happy to deliver all the punishment you deserve. I’ve spent ten years imagining all the things I’d do to you when I finally got my hands on you. I just never realized just how much fun it would be.”
“Leon,” she whimpers as my fingers get higher.
Her hands grip my arm tighter trying to force me away from her but she’s nowhere near strong enough.
“Oh baby,” I moan when I finally find the soaked fabric of her panties. “You remember the last time we were in a car together?”
