The Wildcat (Playing to Win, #2)

by Bella Matthews

“Fucking drenched.” His eyes find mine and hold them as he teases my entrance. “Is this pussy needy for me?” he growls. “I’ve pictured you every time I fucked myself for months, Cross.” I drag my lips over the scruff of his jaw until they skim his ear. “You already own this pussy.”

“You’re fucking right, I’m yours. And I don’t share, Everly. Not with anyone. Not even a past that haunts you. You’re gonna let me in one day, so I can destroy those demons for you.”

“You look so pretty, baby. Taking my cock like such a good girl.”

“Oh, I’m not gonna be fast tonight, baby. I’m going to fuck you for fucking hours.” He pushes his tongue inside my mouth, and I press myself against him. “I’m going to take my time. Take your mouth and your cunt, and if you’re a really good girl, I’m going to take this ass that you showed the whole world tonight.”

“Good girl.” He bends me over the couch and smacks my ass. “Knew it would look so pretty covered in my handprint.” “Please, please, please,” I beg. He slides my panties to the side as his long, blunt finger moves through my wet sex. “Tell me you want this, Everly. Tell me you want everything I’m going to do to you. All of it.”

“I’m going to spread you out and eat you out before I make you scream for me, Everly. Then I’m going to fuck you until I’m the only god you pray to.”

My finger hovers on the tiny blue Cinderella slipper tucked tightly against a clockface striking midnight. “You put me on your body.”

He got a tattoo for her 🩵