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Page 35 of Mr. Irrelevant (Rock City Renegades #1)

I attempt to string together the words, my mouth opening and closing several times, but my brain is completely empty—vacant of any thoughts other than how desperate I am for him to stop torturing me.

Licking my lips, I swallow, but before I can try again, his open palm cracks against the flesh of my ass.

I cry out, the stinging pain blooming outward and transforming into something much more pleasurable than I could’ve ever imagined.

“Answer me,” he says. “Who’s fucking pussy is this? Who’s the only man she sings for?” His voice is strained, telling me that he’s struggling every bit as much as I am as he rears back and spanks me again, the motion finally freeing the word from the back of my throat.

“Yours!”

MADDOX

“Good fucking girl,” I reply, slamming my cock into Livvy’s dripping pussy…completely bare. The last time I sank into her without protection, cooler heads prevailed, but there’s not a chance I’m wrapping up tonight unless she explicitly tells me to. I need to feel her like this. I’m feral for it.

I was alone for a while after my ejection, and I spent the entire time replaying the whole situation in my head.

The more I sat with it, the more I realized that everything Underwood said was bullshit.

I know Liv. If she was planning on giving him another chance, which I highly doubt after what he did to her, she’d end things with me first. We agreed to be exclusive, and I trust her.

Any doubt I had in the heat of the moment faded away in the quiet of the empty locker room, but that doesn’t change the fact that I hated the thought of her with anyone but me.

Which is why I’m so desperate to hear her say she’s mine, and to fill her up so much that she’s dripping with me long after I’m gone.

She claws at the sheets, balling them in her fists so tightly that her knuckles turn white as I pound into her relentlessly.

I feel wild and unhinged, and if it weren’t for the way she’s throwing her full ass back into me with every punishing thrust, I’d worry I was hurting her.

Maybe I am, but if so, she fucking loves it .

“You like it when I tear into you like this, baby?” I ask darkly. “When I take what I need from my pussy ? I’m going to pump you so full, you won’t be able to taste anything but me for weeks.”

“Y-yes,” she stutters, her body bouncing off mine as she hangs on for dear life. “I love it.”

“I bet you fucking do,” I growl, taking her supple hips in my hands and digging my fingers into the feverish flesh.

I want to burn my prints into them, marking her so that anyone who sees these beautiful parts of her knows that she’ll never fully be theirs.

“Such a little slut, just for me. I’m going to make sure this greedy, swollen cunt aches with every single step you take.

Even the smallest brush of your thighs will come with a stinging reminder of the way Daddy fucked you while you begged for more.

” A carnal groan erupts from her chest at my words, her inner walls clenching against me as my balls draw up tight with my impending release.

I’m too lost in my own desperate need to claim her, that I don’t even notice the way her pussy flutters, signaling that she’s on the edge right beside me.

I give her one, two, three rough thrusts, filling her with my seed as she releases violently.

We’re a mess of filthy sounds and shaking limbs, but I don’t even let her completely finish before I’ve got her flipped onto her back, pushing my still hard erection back inside her warm, wet heat.

She whines in discomfort, sobering me just long enough to remind her that she can stop this if she wants to.

“Use your colors if it’s too much,” I grit as I bottom out, aftershocks from her climax rippling along the entire length of my cock.

She nods her head weakly in understanding, still utterly wiped out, but I don’t give a fuck.

I’m so hungry for this woman, nothing short of the words yellow or red could stop me from continuing.

“That’s my sweet baby,” I purr. “All you have to do is lie there while I blow load after load into you until there’s no doubt who you belong to. I’ll change your goddamn DNA with the amount of cum I leave inside your hot little body, Liv. And you’ll love every second of it, won’t you?”

“Mhmm,” she hums, her head lolling from side to side on the pillow.

“Give it to me, Maddox. I need it.” Her eager words have me ready to bust again, and this time when my limbs begin to tingle and my head goes fuzzy, I don’t even give a warning, driving my cock into her as deep as I can get before unloading for the second time.

My entire frame shakes as electricity runs through me, white hot possession making me feel like a king while she accepts everything I have to give.

“Gorgeous girl,” I praise, slowing my thrusts and rubbing soft circles on her swollen bundle of nerves.

I’m still hard, but my heart feels like it’s on the brink of explosion, so I take a moment, raking my eyes down her body as I work her up.

She’s fucking breathtaking, with her flushed, glowing skin and knotted hair.

I just want to blurt out everything I’m feeling, but I know it’s not the right time for all of that.

The best I can hope for after this shitshow of a day is that she’ll give me a real shot—whatever that looks like.

The declarations of love and devotion will have to wait.

“Maddox,” she whimpers, her inner walls hugging my shaft.

“Don’t stop. I’m going to come.” Her clit is hard and pulsing under my touch, her legs trembling against my hips.

I continue my ministrations, picking up the pace as I drag my heavy length out to the tip before hammering back inside.

Her pussy sucks me in deep, making my eyes roll back in pleasure while I fuck her toward the edge.

“Soak my fucking cock,” I coax. “It belongs to you, baby. Only you.” Her brows pull in, teeth sinking into her plump lower lip as she balls the sheets up in her small fists.

Mustering up every last ounce of endurance I have, I pound into her, watching in awe as her back lifts off the mattress and she comes on a loud scream, milking yet another mind-melting orgasm from me in the process.

A deep growl claws its way up my throat, and I dig my fingers into the flesh of her thighs, shooting hot ropes of cum into her spasming cunt until she’s robbed me of every last drop.

There’s no way she won’t be marked and bruised after this, but I’ll spend forever kissing each and every impression I left behind, showing her how grateful I am to have her this way.

She may not realize it yet, but Olivia Grant is it for me. All that’s left to do is convince her that what we have is worth the risk and make her mine for good.

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