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To all the good girls with fire in their bones, who drift into fantasies of being a queen by day and a slut by night. This one’s for you. Burn, girl. Burn.
You will hear thunder and remember me, And think: she wanted storms. The rim Of the sky will be the colour of hard crimson, And your heart, as it was then, will be on fire. —Anna Akhmatova, You Will Hear Thunder
Some say time is our most valuable commodity, the only thing we can never get back. For me, time is a storm in which I am forever lost.
“We’ll be business partners, but to the world, you’ll be mine.”
Considering a relationship with Wells would probably be ill-advised. But also so fucking hot.
I’m fairly certain he would know exactly how to make stealing my innocence the most euphoric, earth-shattering moment of my life, complete with equal measures of commands and praise.
“Books,”
“are my favorite destination.
“That outfit certainly camouflages your fun side—”
“I dressed to meet Wells tonight, confident he’d be the picture of class. If I’d known I would be hanging with some frat boys”—I gesture to his black T-shirt, relaxed jeans, and the Modelo in his hand—“I would’ve worn my vintage Pearl Jam tee and cutoff jean shorts, fully prepared for keg stands.” I shrug. “Next time.”
“We all have our demons, Ivy. I just appease mine with a smile.”
“You’re the one I need, Ivy.”
“You may have seen her first, but we’re all invested. It doesn’t mean she’s yours.”
She isn’t mine because I saw her first. She’s mine because she was made for me and because everything changed the second I laid eyes on her,
“I. Don’t. Share.”
“You and Liam are family, as is Ivy. She’s like a sister. You assholes can cockfight and risk losing her completely, but I’m keeping her forever.”
“Another demand from my number one … guard dog. I might need to wander just so I can watch you bare your teeth.”
I need to fuck the brat out of her more than I need air.
“Maybe next time, you should bring a leash.”
“We can see who belongs on it more.”
“You are playing a very dangerous game, Little Storm. Don’t think for a moment I don’t know that you on my leash is exactly what you want.”
Fuck. Now, all I can think about is buying her a collar to match her ring.
She’s so innocent. Mine to find. Mine to protect. Mine to shatter. Mine.
“Here’s how this is going to work. I’m going to kill you, Larry. You touched what’s mine, so the sentence for that is death. Plain and simple.
“Liam, I love you like a brother, but if you value your life, you’d be wise to keep your fucking hands off my wife.”
“That’s the last thing I want, Ivy. I never want to hurt you.”
“What do you want then?” “I want my wife.”
A single tear spills down my cheek. “Like you …” I squeak. “You want me for real?” His nose brushes against mine as he lifts his face to answer, “Yes, Little Storm. I want you in every imaginable way.”
“Tell me,” he says as his teeth latch on to the lip I’m currently biting, tugging it free and soothing it with an enrapturing lick, rendering the rest of me completely boneless. “Tell me you’re mine, Ivanna.” For the love of all the pretty holy things, what is he doing to me? “I’m yours, Wells. Only yours.” He lets a heavy breath tumble out with my vow. “That’s my good girl.”
“I’ll be starting every morning like that, the flavor of your sweet cunt coating my tongue. Fuck, baby.”
don’t usually repeat myself, but for the sake of clarity, this is it. You’re mine now. Every part of you. You’ve been mine from the start, but now, you know it too. Understand?”
“Good. For now. I won’t ever be fucking my wife with a condom.”
“Eyes on me the whole time. Understood?”
There’s no going back. Forever and always, I’ll belong to Gavin Wells.
“You’re doing so good, so beautiful, taking every inch of me.”
Everything was perfect. You are perfect.”
Sometimes, there are several paths to the same destination.”
“Ivanna, I told you I’d be back. I don’t want you out here, wearing that. I want you naked in my bed.”
“This cunt is mine now. I own your pleasure, Ivanna. You need to come, you ask me.”
“Such a good girl, Ivy. So beautiful with my cock in your mouth.
plant myself between her thighs, feasting on her sweet cunt, the taste of the two of us mixed together an intoxicating cocktail. She begs me for her release until I ultimately grant permission.
“You changed everything, Ivanna. Turned it all upside down. The moment I saw you, I knew I was lost to whatever path you carved for me.”
Never love anyone who treats you like you’re ordinary.’ ”
“I want to hear you,” he rasps. “Hear you pant while I finger-fuck you, moan when I slam my cock into this sweet cunt, and scream when you come with my name on your lips.”
“This moment with you is worth a hundred of these, Little Storm. It’s worth every car in this garage a hundred times over. Every moment with you is.”
“Oh God, Wells.” “That’s it. Let me hear you, Ives. My greedy girl. Who owns you?” “You do,” I purr.
“Good girl. My pretty little slut.”
“I like the way you see me—that’s all,”
“Now, take out my cock and let me fuck you like a good little slut.”
“I love being your slut.”
