Beautiful Fiend (North Shore, #1)

by Lola King

His voice is a low rasp now. “And when you’re soft and pliable, I’d push you to the floor, flat on your stomach. I’d put a hand on your back to keep you there as I spread your legs with my knees. I’d ripped your jeans and underwear off and then slap your ass before spreading it. The thing is, you think you’d hate it, except I understand how your body works now. I’ve played with you enough to know. And when I push my hard cock against your entrance, you’d be so wet I’d slap your ass again for being such a dirty slut. Unfortunately for you, I’m big, and you’re not wet enough for that. And since you’re fighting me, it’s even more painful when I shove myself into you. But don’t worry. Your tears turn me on, and really, who cares if you’re enjoying yourself, right? And as I thrust into you harder and harder, you will feel the pleasure spreading into your entire body. And, my god, will you hate yourself for loving what I’m doing to you. And when you come all over my dick, and I come too, when I pull out and you’re nothing but a trembling mess on the floor, I’ll make it worse for you and ask, ‘Are you mine now?’. You won’t be able to answer through the tears and the pain in your body, but I don’t need you to. I know the truth. That you are. Because trust me, Billie, after that outrageously good fuck, no one, and I mean no one, will ever compare. You’ll just be mine and mine alone. Good thing since I’ll do it again, and again, as many times as I fucking want to until you know that...

SCREAMING