Page 83 of The Revenge You Seek

Nothing with her is ever enough.

Wrapping her mass of dark hair around my fist, I pull until she's no choice but to arch her back, forcing me deeper inside her until the tip of my cock grazes her cervix.

"Kane. Fuck," she groans, taking every brutal thrust I give her.

My hair falls down onto my face, sweat begins to cover my skin as my balls start to draw up.

I want this to last forever, but the longer I keep her down here the more chance we've got of being caught, and like fuck am I letting that happen.

I have every intention of sending her back to those motherfuckers thoroughly fucked, walking on jelly legs with my cum dripping out of her.

"Fuck." My cock jerks at the thought alone.

My fingers tighten on her hips, I'm sure digging into the bruises I no doubt left behind on Friday night as my other hand skates up her stomach, lifting her until she's standing, her back to my front.

I squeeze her breasts hard enough for her to moan and writhe.

My hand continues up until it wraps around her throat.

"What did you do after I left Friday, Princess? Did you let one of them inside you as well?"

"No," she cries, her body stilling for a beat.

My fingers tighten in warning.

"Are you sure, or are you lying to me again? We both know how you love to betray me."

"I… I slept in Luca's bed. But he… he didn't touch me."

My chest constricts with the thoughts of him having his hands on what's mine.

"I hope you're telling me the truth. If I find out otherwise—"

"It's true," she breathes. "Luca has never—oh God," she moans, forgetting her words when I circle my hips.

"Now tell me," I whisper in her ear, loving the way she shudders as my breath hits her ear. "Did you plan for me to find you?"

Silence.

My fingers tighten once more.

"Scarlett," I warn. "This won't end well for you if you don't tell me the truth."

"Yes," she breathes.

"Have you been thinking about my cock since I left you Friday night?"

"Yes."

"Do you want to come?" I ask, my cock swelling with my own release.

"Yes," her cry is louder this time.

"Tough," I spit, pushing her away from me, spinning her around and forcing her to her knees. "Open," I demand, pushing my cock against her lips until she's no choice but to take me to the back of her throat.

She stares up at me with hate in her eyes. And if I didn't know she loved it so much, I'd think she was threatening to bite it off.

"Suck. Me."