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Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick by Dolores Lane
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“I want to fuck you like my personal whore. Then I want to pet you like a puppy and hold you warm against my chest. Treat you so soft and sweet, like a princess. You make me crazy, little brute. You make me feral and wild and insane. And I thought I already was all of those things. But it was nothing compared to when I met you.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“I’m going to take this perfect candy ass and you’re going to take each and every painful slam of my cock as I force myself balls deep inside. And you’re going to be a good lass and scream out for more.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Every single moment I spent with you, I fell deeper. It felt like falling into an abyss, because I knew I could never find my way back. There would be nothing to life without you anymore.”
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“Tell me, Lucy. Did your husband ever spank you?” Dubh asks as he gets on his knees behind me, still not relenting with the gun.
“Yes,” I choke out. Painful memories fill my head and a tear slips out of my eye, landing on the ground. He hums as if he already knew the answer well.
“Your husband only did it to bring you pain. To force you into obedience. I will never do that, sweetheart. I’ll bring you pain, but I’ll show you there is ecstasy to be found in it. So what I want you to do right now is bring your fingers to your sweet little pussy and push them inside. I am going to spank you and you are going to come.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“I can make you feel so, so good, sweetheart. Just give in to your desires. I know your sweet little cunt is throbbing so hard right now, it’s almost like it’s calling out for me like a siren’s song.”
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“Some women are born with sadness etched into their bones. I am one of those women.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Every brush of your hand prickles my skin,” I continue. “Every kiss you give me sets my soul on fire. Every single second I spend without you is agony.”
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“You saved me, Dubhie,” she chokes out when I sink to my knees in the mud beside the building, her body still tight against my chest.
“No, you saved yourself. I just gave you revenge,” I answer, smoothing my sweaty palms over her hair.
A tear slips out when our eyes meet. “I don’t just mean now. I mean… You’ve saved me, Dubh. You saved me the moment we met. The moment you crashed into my life like a strike of lighting. You didn’t just save me from my husband, but from myself. From the demons that inhabited my body, the terrors that crawled around inside me, threatening to take over completely. You are the greatest thing that has ever happened to me.” She pauses, seeming to have an internal battle with herself, as if the next thing she’s going to say is going to change our lives forever. “And I… I love you.”
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“Now that you’re all stretched and ready…” he croons. “I’m going to fuck you and make true on my promise. You’re not going to be able to walk by the time I’m done with you.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Moving my hand from his throat to his hair, I grasp the dark brown strands with an unrelenting tug and move my clit over his mouth, using his face as my seat. I start riding him, grinding my pussy over his lips.
He sticks out his tongue for me to use and use it, I do.
It feels almost barbaric. I’m fucking his face. But it’s invigorating, and it’s not something he hasn’t done to me before.
“Making me say ‘please’,” I mutter, growling. “Making me beg for it. You bloody man. I’ll make you beg for air. I’ll make you beg me to let you breathe. How about that, fucker.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“It’s so easy, though, having you tied and ready like this. Like my own personal fucktoy.” Her mouth opens slightly in a gasp and I see the way the muscles in her thighs tighten. “You like that, huh?” I hum, brushing the skin with my hand close to her pussy, which is dripping with my cum. “You like it when I tell you that you’re for me to take―for me to use? Dirty lass.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“I’m going to tear this sweet little cunt apart. I’m going to use it over and over again for my own needs,” he growls. “But I’m also going to make it feel good. Make it come on my tongue and my cock. Make it feel so good that you’ll never spend another day without begging for it. It’s what I’ve been dreaming of ever since I saw your picture in your book. My beautiful lass, put on this world just for me.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“I’m going to put my cock inside you now, little brute. I’ll let you adjust to it first, but after that, I’m going to fuck the absolute shit out of you like you’re my personal little harlot.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“My vagina is a treacherous bitch. She can’t be trusted.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Then let me show you how to live. Let me show you how to find pleasure in pain. To find pleasure in fear. Let me show you that hurting doesn’t always have to be a bad thing. Give yourself over to me. And afterward, you can go to sleep knowing that hubby dearest is in as much agony as you’ve been in for years. Even more so, because I take my torture methods very seriously.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Look at me, sweetheart,” he growls, every muscle in his arms flexing. “Look at me as my blood drips all over you. Watch me paint every inch of your skin with my life’s essence.”
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“I’ll give you a reminder in case you have forgotten that I own you now just as much as you own me.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“You fucking bastard,” she groans then. “You actually did it. You made me fall for you. I wish I could hate you for it. But I can’t. Because you’re the only one who has ever made me feel this way. Who has made me feel those butterflies like in the movies and the novels.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Keep your eyes on me. Let me look at you while I ruin you.”
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“I’m going to fuck you so brutally, I’ll turn you inside out, Lucille. And don’t think I have forgotten about your little asshole. I’m going to destroy that, too.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“That was fucking incredible, Lucy. I would’ve died a happy man if you’d sat on me a little longer with those thick thighs of yours squeezing my face. With your pussy soaking my nose and my mouth.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“You’re in control, mo leannan. You’ve controlled me from the second we met. Not in the way you meant it, surely.” He huffs out a laugh because we both know I didn’t want him to stalk me. All I wanted was for him to leave me alone. “But you own me now. You own my heart. My soul.” He starts pumping his fingers in and out of me in a faster rhythm. “My cock.” He lifts an eyebrow and smirks. I wish I could come up with a snarky comment, but all I can do is whimper from his touch. “You have my protection. And hopefully soon, my name, too. Lucille Burton has a nice ring to it, does it not?”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“Spread your legs for me, mo chreach bheag.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“You’re so fucking wet. Goddamnit, sweetheart. Look at you, all exposed and ready for me, with no way to escape.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“You are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. I fell for you instantly, the second I saw those unique eyes of yours in the back of your book. A piece of paper with a printed photograph on it―that was all it took. Then it was your words, your ability to make me feel, just by the way you write.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“I have killed for work, for money. I have killed for revenge when I went after the men who murdered my mother.
I have killed for Lucille, for my lass. My Lucy. My little brute. Mo chreach bheag.
So many names I have for her, yet none of them can truly capture my feelings for her. How strong and fiery and all-consuming they are.
And I know without a doubt I’d do it again. I’d tear someone to pieces with my bare teeth if they tried to come close. I’d burn down the entire world if someone dared to take her from me or dared to hurt her.
And I wouldn’t stop there. No, I would give my life.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“God… I’m asking my stalker to come to my rescue. You are making me lose my goddamn mind, Dubh.”
“It’s only fair; you made me lose mine, too.” I smirk as I brush my hand over her head.
“Oh, stop it, you bastard. You were already crazy before you ever knew I existed.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“I have a habit of telling myself that my head is a blur. That my mind is scrambled like my morning eggs. That I’m losing my marbles again and again.
But I somehow have never seen anything clearer.
I want him.
I want Dubh.
God… I want to be with my damn stalker.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“I have killed with this man. I have done something with him that has connected us in a way that most human beings can’t ever comprehend.
We’ve been through the darkness together, and we somehow are finding each other in the light, too.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick
“His name spills from my lips in a chant, like I’m singing for Jesus in church. I’m not in church, though. Nor am I singing for a higher power.
I’m singing for him. For my stalker. For the man who helped me get the thing I’ve always wished for.
Revenge.”
Dolores Lane, Bloody Fingers & Red Lipstick

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