Page 142 of Wicked Knight (Knight's Ridge Empire 1)

Not allowing her to argue with what we both already know, I push her toward the mirrored wall and press her front against it.

She gasps as the coolness of the glass collides with her heated skin, but she doesn’t argue as I press her palms against it, take her hips in my hands and drag her backwards, exactly where I want her.

“Don’t move them. And don’t close your eyes. You’re going to watch as I fuck you. See exactly what I do to you and how much you love it.”

Her lips part to respond, but my palm cracks against the same patch of skin on her ass cheek that I hit Sunday night.

Her skin glows red before I even move my hand. My cock jerks at the sight and it begins weeping when she arches her back, offering herself up to me.

“You gonna make good on your promise, or are you going to leave?”

“Fuck,” I bark, pushing my shorts down over my arse and wrapping my hand around my hard length. “I never back down from a challenge, Hellion. I thought you’d have learned that by now.”

I don’t give her a chance to prepare. Instead, I find her entrance and thrust deep inside, her slick pussy allowing me to be fully seated in one quick move.

“Yes,” she cries, her hot hands slipping down the mirror a little as her eyes shutter.

“Eyes, Hellion. I want your fucking eyes.”

Her blue immediately collide with my dark in the mirror and I begin moving, telling her everything I hate about her through our silent connection… only at some point I fear I might be giving away a little too much.

“Come for me,” I bark, my hand coming down on her arse once more, making her scream as her pussy clenches so hard I almost blow my load without warning.

I might be a cunt in many, many ways, but I’ll make sure she comes first tonight even if it kills me.

Twisting my fist in her hair, I pull her head back, making her back arch so I hit her in the place I know will make her scream.

“Come, Stella. Now.”

Reaching around her, I find her clit, flicking it until she shatters around me, dragging me under with her.

“Holy shit,” she gasps, her harsh breaths fogging up the mirror before she hangs her head between her shoulders as she tries to get herself together.

I pull out of her and tuck myself away, taking two steps back.

After a beat, she stands and turns to me, not giving a single fuck about her nakedness. Her confidence shines through and it threatens to make my cock stand to attention once more.

She’s fierce, and I fucking love it.

“Get out,” she snaps, holding my eyes firmly to emphasise her seriousness.

“W-what?” I ask, feeling like she just slapped me.

“Get. The. Fuck. Out. Of. My. House.”

My chin drops.

“I don’t want you here.”

“But—”

“Fuck off, Seb,” she says with a bitter laugh. “You’re only here to see me at my weakest. Well, you saw it. You took advantage. You can leave now, feeling smug that you got to witness it. And if you’re fast enough, you might not even bump into my lying cunt of a father on the way out.”

“W-what?”

“GET THE FUCK OUT,” she screams, loud enough to make me wince.

I take a step back, a frown playing on my lips. I don’t know what I expected after I fucked her, but it wasn’t this.