Chapter 32
Chapter Thirty-Two
The ear is going to be a problem. One I’ll deal with later.
“I promise you’ll get to talk to him,” I reply instead, as I carry her to the garage where we unloaded her things. “Now. I need you to be my good girl while I look for something.”
“Jesus. Freaking. Christ.” She hisses, “What don’t you get about I’m not your girlfriend, or your good girl, or your anything any more?”
When I sit her down, I take her angry, but angelic face in both my hands.
She has to see the love in my eyes. There’s no way she doesn’t. “You’re gonna make an amazing old lady.”
Before I can react, she pinches my nipple. “Not happening, old man.”
I would I kiss that frown off of her mouth, But I don’t dare get my tongue near her teeth. There’s practically a red haze of fury in her eyes. No telling what kind of harm she’d do right now.
With a cute curl of her lip, she mutters, “I’m envisioning bones bleaching in the sun. I see my cowgirl boot kicking your firm, muscular ass.”
She really does like my body.
“Slider, give us twenty?”
He lifts a brow and suppresses a grin. “Sure man. Text me.”
“So you’re hot around the collar, huh?” I ask as I grab Katie around the waist and lift her up.
“Skull!” she screeches, kicking with all her might as I take her into the storage building, away from the wandering eyes of the guards.
When I drop her boots to the floor, she’s spitting mad.
“You!” she shouts, balling her fists with color blazing on her cheeks. She’s glorious.
I love the sweet, innocent, funny girl I met in the park. She has had me sprung like a tent pole since the minute she stepped into my orbit.
But this side of Katie speaks to something dark inside of me.
“That’s right, get it out,” I say in a voice thick with lust as I block the door.
She shoves my chest. It doesn’t move me a single inch. “Ugh! I’m. So. Mad. At. You.”
“Bring it, baby. Unleash on me.”
This time she shoves twice as hard, but I’m a hundred pounds heavier and a foot taller than her. There’s no way she can move me.
“That all you got?”
Her hair is damp, clinging to her cheek, getting into her mouth. She spits it out, snarls, and comes at me again. “I just want to beat you up.”
“Do it.”
She shoves me, but I can see it…she’s thinking about punching me.
“Ever punched someone?”
“No,” she snaps. “But there’s a first time for everything. You make me so…
Her hands fly around in the air as she tries to come up with a word, the handcuff jangling as she does.
“I don’t even know who I am right now! Skull. You make me an animal. I want to bite and kick and scream.”
“Good. Get that shit out of you.”
Her palms plant squarely on my chest and she shoves, shoves, shoves, growling and hissing as her face grows damp, and her pulse beats wildly in her neck. The whole time that handcuff rattles and reminds me of hooking her to the bed.
I’m a bastard.
I’m also hard as a petrified tree. I need her now. While she’s on fire.
My control snaps and I back her across the space until she’s flat against a wall.
She’s panting. Shaking. Wild-eyed. And when I lean down she attacks me with a violent kiss.
I tear the button completely off her jeans. Drag her boots off and rip those ass-hugging jeans clean to the dusty floor.
“Fuck, that’s better. I need that angry little cunt to punish my cock,” I say with a throaty growl, taking her mouth again as I jerk my belt open and free my cock as fast as I can.
Snarling against my lips, taking little bites, she climbs me, wrapping her legs around me.
At fucking last.
One hand braced on the wall, the other on her ass, I grind my monstrous hard-on into the juncture of those lithe, young legs.
Her nails hit my back beneath my cut and my shirt as I shove the first inches in.
“Skull,” she gasps.
I bite her neck, find the lobe of her ear. “You call me Max or Daddy when I’m inside you. Understand?”
Oh yeah, she understands. Katie’s slick inner walls clench tight. “Just move!” she demands.
When I laugh, she curses me and gets to work grinding the hottest, tightest little pussy on this green earth onto my cock.
“Oh goddamn,” I groan, panting into her hair. “That’s it. Fuck me, sunshine.”
She bounces herself on me, dragging her nails down my back until they’re slick with blood. It only makes me harder. Hungrier.
I thrust into her, pinning her against the wall, pressing her tight with my chest and my hips. “Prime cunt. All fucking mine.”
She shudders in my arms, her neck going lax, all that soft wavy hair spilling around her shoulders. “Max…”
Oh fuck.
“That’s right. Who’s fucking you, baby?”
“More,” she whines when I won’t let her bounce and twist on me.
“Say it, and I’ll give you what you want.”
When I push deep, but don’t move, she shoves her hands into my hair, pulling at the roots as she growls her frustration.
“You want me to fuck you, say my name again.”
“If I don’t?”
“I text Slider and tell him I’m ready to get to work.”
She mutters something that sounds a lot like, bastard.
Before she realizes what I’m doing, I flip her around, bending her over a tall wooden crate. Her wide eyes find me over her shoulder.
“Oh crap,” she whispers, biting at her lower lip. “Now I’m in trouble.”
“Yep.”
I grip that sweet, round ass in my hands and tease my cock between her thighs. “Say it. And tell me you love me.”
“What? You’re kidding,” she gasps, but her hips push back, seeking relief that only I can give her.
“Does my dick feel like it’s joking around, Katie?”
A husky laugh leaves her throat. “Um. No.”
When I dip my long middle finger into her wetness and find her clit, she shudders. “You’re not playing fair.”
“All’s fair in love and war.”
She starts to laugh, then abruptly moans.
I lick her neck, bite her earlobe, whisper huskily, “You know the key to getting what you want.”
For a few seconds she breathes hard as I work her clit. She’s still wiggling back and forth, trying to get the head of my cock where she wants it. Inside her pussy.
“Max,” she grumbles.
I feed her the tip, but don’t give her any more. “What else?”
“I’m mad at you, partly,” she whimpers.
I take my cock away and watch her lower back and ass cheeks goosebump. Fuck. I’m getting close to an edge here, I’m not sure if I can keep this game up much longer.
“Say it or I’ll spank you.”
She tries to pop upright, but I press a hand into the center of her back. “I won’t hurt you, angel. It’s all for play.”
“Oh,” she exhales as she relaxes onto the crate, but soon she’s squirming, her pussy getting creamier and creamier.
I can’t take it.
With a single thrust, I shove half-way into that perfect, tight heat and groan like an animal. I need to be balls deep, but she’s still got a virgin pussy. I’ll tear her wide open if I slam in all the way in one go.
With my chest locked, my vision blurring, I draw out and push in deeper.
Her hands reach back for my thighs, those little nails digging into my denim as I make another long stroke with a sharp snap at the end.
“Oh my god!” she screams. “Yes!”
I stroke again, fisting her lush hair, turning her mouth to the side so I can taste that heaven too.
“Tell me,” I breathe against her mouth as my hips slam against her ass, fucking harder than I should.
“I love you. I love you, Max,” she whispers, words broken by my pounding thrust.
“I love you too, baby. My forever sunshine.”
Her body melts and she creams all over me, her breathing getting choppy, as her legs quiver on either side of my thighs.
“That’s it, beautiful. Come on my cock,” I roughly whisper as I smack her ass for the first time, savoring the feel of it under my palm.
She goes off like a gunshot, the shrill scream shaking the building, pussy locking down like a fist around me.
“Fuck,” I growl, grinding deep. “You own this beast, now, angel.”
My orgasm is blinding, harder, longer than anything I’ve ever felt. When I think it’s done, a sharp clench hits my balls, emptying more and more hot ropes of come inside Katie.
“Ah, fuck. Fuck.”
Deep, rough groans come from a primal place inside of me that’s fully marking my claim.
When I come down from that black, sharp peak, I’m still shoved deep, my open mouth slack as we both gasp for air.
Her pussy is dripping, trembling on my bare cock.
Bare.
As in, no condom.
“Honey,” I say through shredded vocal cords as I gather her in my arms. “You might really be mad at me now.”