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“I’ve done hard labour my whole life, you know,” Lee said, pausing at the front door. I stared up at him, frozen as he leaned in. “A couple bricks,” he whispered in my ear. “They’d be nothing for me to carry.”
“I’m not here to be your friend. I’m here for you. All of you; the best and worst of you.”
“I’ve already found what I want,” he said, his lips brushing my ear, his husky voice sending shivers down my spine. “I want…you.”
Lee leaned in and kissed away each tear. Between each kiss, he whispered, “When I find the man who hurt you, he is fucking dead.”
“Ry…believe me when I say, my reaction to you is not usual. And it is entirely personal.”
“You look so damn beautiful fucking yourself onto my fingers.”
There would be bruises in the shape of his fingerprints left on my skin and, dear God, I wanted to be marked.
“Your pussy feels like heaven,” he growled. “It was made for me. Mine. No one else’s. Ever.”
“I want my dick drenched in your cum, pretty girl. Give me what’s mine.”
I’d been careful last night, pulling out of her. But now, I wanted to see her pussy filled with my cum. I wanted to see her belly rounded with my child.
She could refuse me all she wanted. I. Would. Not. Let. Her. Leave. Me. Ever.
I stopped tattooing and let out a moan. “Keeping working,” he murmured against me. “I can’t,” I panted. “I’m going to ruin your tattoo.” “So ruin me.”
“If you sink in your heels, I’ll throw you over my shoulder. If you pull your foot off the gas, I’ll drag you out of the driver’s seat. Throw you in the fucking trunk if I have to. If you think we’re going to take this race at a nice, easy pace, I’m going to push you till your lungs are burning, screaming, aching.”
