Chapter 9

NINE

Milo

They said fortune favored the bold. But I wasn’t sure if Sable was bold or stupid. Either way, she didn’t heed my warning and now she would be stuck with me.

And whatever my twisted mind wanted.

“Do you think you’re brave enough to spend the night in this room with me?” I asked.

“Brave?” She shook her head. “When it comes to you, I’m never brave.”

“I admire your honesty.” I let go of her hair. “My meeting did not go as planned.”

I went to the cabinet by the fireplace and took out the vodka. I unscrewed the cap and chugged it from the bottle. Why waste a glass?

“You’re a weak spot,” I said.

“I don’t want to be.”

She stood by the window, fidgeting with her hands, much like she had the night I found her at the bar. Tonight, the glow of the moonlight cast a shadow over her fair skin and flowing auburn hair, providing her with even more of an ethereal appearance.

So beautiful…

She tucked the wild strands behind her ear, and the light that showcased her beauty mocked me when it prominently featured the bruise under her eye. I took a long, slow sip from the bottle, weighing my options. I could walk out of the room right now and spare her the weight of my burdens.

Judging from the longing in her expression, she might not forgive me for trying to grant her peace. Door number two was what she sought. She wanted the real me. The savage who wouldn’t hold back.

Did she need that from me as much as I needed to break free? Did we need to be fucked up together?

“Take everything off.” I curved my fingers around the bottle. “So there’s no confusion, I’m not asking for anything tonight. I’ll be demanding, and you're going to give me everything I want.”

She gripped the hem of her pink tank top and slowly slid it up her smooth, firm stomach. When she tugged it over her head and revealed her bare breasts to me, my cock hardened in response.

On my way to where she stood, I set the bottle on the coffee table. The tension coursing through my veins was at an all-time high. Adding more alcohol to my bloodstream might not be the best idea.

“Everything.” I motioned over her body. “I want you naked.”

As she slipped her sweatpants down her legs, I took in her slender hips and toned legs. She’d lost weight in the last couple of weeks. The stress of me walking out on her probably took a bigger toll on her than I had imagined. That was one more thing I had to atone for.

She jumped when I reached for her arm and yanked her to me. She stumbled before hitting my chest. I growled into her ear. “Your panties are still on.”

“I thought you’d like to take them off.”

“I’d like to rip them off.” I pressed her against the wall. “Right before I slam my cock so far into your pussy and make you scream my name.”

When I lifted her, she wrapped her legs around my waist.

“You’re sure this is what you want?” I asked.

“If I’m with you, I have what I want.”

Bringing her into the bedroom, I kissed her. “I’m in a demanding mood.”

After I dropped her on the bed, she got up on her knees and draped her arms over my shoulders. I was glad I didn’t retreat to the guest bedroom.

“What do you need from me?” she asked.

“I want all of you.” I traced my finger down her throat and to her breasts, circling her nipple. “Everything about you should be surrendered to me now.”

“I’m already yours.” She swept her lips along my jaw. “I have been since our first kiss.”

“Remember that night at the penthouse?”

“When I forgot to tell you I was a virgin?”

“Yeah.” I kissed her neck. “I popped your cherry while your hands were tied behind your back.”

“I was terrified but strongly aroused.”

“You’re not a virgin tonight, so I don’t have to hold back.” I took her hand and helped her off the bed. “Get me a tie from the closet.”

She hesitated, and I might have scolded her, but she looked so fucking hot standing in front of me in nothing but her panties. When she leaned in and breathed into my ear, my control teetered on slipping away.

“What are you going to do with the tie?” She traced her fingers down my chest, stopping at my waistband.

Her whisper of seduction unleashed a side that I fought to contain when it came to her. Taking her innocence was effortless but I had been so careful not to corrupt her.

My patience had run out.

I caught her wrist in my hand before she could tempt me any further. “Get the tie and I’ll show you.” I nudged her toward the closet. “Because if you don’t, it’ll be a belt I require next.”

She scampered off and disappeared into the closet. I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms over my chest, waiting for her to come out. She took longer than I would have liked. What the hell is she doing?

She emerged, staring down at two ties.

“Two?” I asked.

“Yeah…” She studied both of them as if she were making a life-altering decision, and then looked at me. “You’re extremely sexy holding up the wall like that.”

She made it difficult to be dark and broody.

“I like both of these and couldn’t decide which one to choose.”

“I’m not wearing it, baby.” I curled my finger. “Come here.”

She crossed the room and stood in front of the bed. Pushing off the wall, I held out my hand for the ties. My black Gucci and my silver Versace. Her impeccable taste impressed me.

“We’ll go with the Gucci.” I slung the Versace over the dresser. “From your selections, I gather you’re in a formal mood.”

“I like the way those look on you.” She draped her hair over her breasts in an attempt to be modest, but in a few seconds she was going to be anything but modest. “You wear them at night and when we’re going somewhere exclusive.”

“How observant of you.” I reached for her hand and brought her closer to me. “That night in the penthouse, I wanted to show who I really was.”

I had intended to fuck her until she screamed so much she would lose her voice. I wanted to show her that I was in control and asking for my help came with consequences.

“Controlling myself wasn’t easy.” I turned her around and kissed the back of her shoulder as I secured the tie around her wrists. “I don’t want to control myself tonight.”

“You don’t have to.” She faced me with a challenge in her expression that dared me to go as far as I wanted with no apologies. “I’m here for you in any way you need me to be.”

“Don’t relinquish it all to me, baby.” I kissed her neck, skimming my lips along her collarbone. “Unless you’re prepared to make good on that promise.”

“Show me how you wanted it the night you took my innocence.”

“I don’t think I truly took your innocence.” I trailed the back of my fingers between her breasts and down her stomach as I dropped to my knees. “There is still so much I could show you.”

“I’m ready.”

Gliding my hands up her legs, I threaded my fingers on either side of her panties and tugged them over her hips. I gazed up at her and smirked before I spread her open and flicked my tongue against her clit.

“I’m going to make you come like this.” I pushed my fingers inside her heat, slowly inching them up until my knuckles disappeared. “And when I’m done, I’m going to shove my cock so far into your cunt, you’re not going to remember your name.”

“Mmm…” She moved closer to me, rocking her hips into my hand.

“But you will know my name.” I slid her panties down the rest of the way and removed them from her ankles. As I fucked her with my tongue and fingers, I placed my other hand on her ass.

While I licked and sucked her pussy, I slipped my finger just inside the crack of her backside, circling her rim. She was too preoccupied with the pleasure my mouth brought her to object to where my finger was.

Playtime for another day.

“Milo…” She widened her stance and pushed her pelvis into my face. With each of her forward thrusts, I propelled my tongue further inside her.

Her arousal coated my lips and dripped down my jaw, treating me to her taste. My cock ached to get inside her, so I sped up my rhythm with my fingers as my impatience got the better of me.

Her thighs tensed against my shoulders, and with one long, slow moan she came undone under my command. She surrendered everything to me as she released into my mouth. I withdrew my fingers and leaned back on my heels, taking in her beauty.

The moonlight penetrated the room, illuminating her skin and enhancing her mystical eyes. And if she wasn’t already mine, I would have staked my claim.

“Come here.” When I tugged her on to the floor, she lost her balance and fell into me. “My clumsy girl.”

“Kiss me.”

I glided my wet lips along hers, smearing her juices over them before sucking on her bottom lip. She parted her mouth, granting me access. Kissing her was a privilege I had longed for the whole time we were apart. I could do it all night, but my cock had more urgent ideas.

“Turn around.” I maneuvered her to twist away from me. “As much as I love your stunning face, I need to fuck you like this.”

I rid myself of my sweatpants and positioned myself behind her, tugging on the tie to make sure her wrists were still secure. Kissing the back of her neck, I tangled my fingers in her hair and nudged her forward so her chest rested on the floor.

“This is what I wanted that first night I took you.” I inched close to her and fisted the base of my shaft, pressing the tip against her slit.”

“Oh!” she yelled when I slammed into her, jolting her forward.

“Don’t get away from me, baby.” I snaked my arm around her stomach as I kept a firm grip on her hair, holding her in place as I pounded into her. “Feel all of me.”

“I do,” she moaned.

“I’m never letting you go.” I grasped the tie around her wrist and tugged her backward until she slapped against my chest. “You’re mine. No one will ever hurt you again.”

That was my vow to her. The frustration bubbling inside me over not being able to dismember and bury Bello’s body in the Pine Barrens broke free. The rage turned into relentless thrusts forward. Deeper, harder, unyielding.

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