want her so badly burns worst of all.
I bang the front door to her childhood home open and let it slam into the wall.
“Logan, what are you doing?” she screeches. “Did you break in here?”
I smile maliciously as I kick the door shut. Oh little kitten, I have so many surprises for you. I swing her off my shoulder and down onto the expensive couch in the front sitting room.
“Why would I break into my own house?” I ask.
Her confusion is adorable. Truly adorable. I leave her in her muddle while I walk to the curtains and rip off the curtain tie, first one, then another.
She shrieks in protest. “What are you doing? My mother picked out those curtains!”
I nod. “Guess that’s why nothing in this house has been updated in over a decade. I’ll have to call in my interior decorator. She’s a hot little thing who’ll do anything for a buck. Probably even fuck me,” I shrug.
“Why are you being so hateful? And what do you even mean, your interior decorator?” Daphne sits up and makes like she’s going to stand but I’m on her before she can, pinning her down with my thigh.
I grab her wrists and wrap the curtain tie around them, binding them tightly. Her eyes flash up at me but she doesn’t protest. She knows where this is going and she wants it as much as I do. I guess Adam couldn’t satisfy her like I can. The thought both infuriates and gratifies me at the same time.
But mostly it just infuriates me. She’s mine, but she gave herself to another man.
With a growl, I flip her over and I don’t bother being gentle about it. Her ass sticking out in the air slightly mollifies me. I know there’s only one thing that will truly soothe the beast inside me, though.
I hike her skirt up again. I plunge a finger inside her. She’s wet and she doesn’t protest. So the next second I yank my buckle open, shove my pants down, rip open a condom with my teeth and sheath myself. Then I shove my cock home.
“You bastard,” she grunts, even as her perfect peach ass thrusts back up against me. Lying little— If I hadn’t taken her virginity myself, I’d be questioning whether she’d just been playing virginal the whole time. But that tight cunt wasn’t lying.
Even now, she’s gripping me like a fucking vice. Not long ago she was a virgin and she’s still tight as a drum.
But what if he was inside her, too? What if he tasted this sweet little cunt that’s mine? If she shared herself because I never mattered more than a passing novelty, someone to get her off—
I fuck her more furiously but it’s not the same. The condom is more than just a latex barrier between us. It’s what it represents. I can’t trust her anymore. What if she didn’t use a condom with him? If my perfect, pure girl is now diseased because of that disgusting fuck?
My dick starts to lose its hardness and I yank out of her, breathing hard. Which only makes me more furious. How could she ruin everything like this?
I tear the condom off and throw it to the floor, then pull my pants back up. She looks over her shoulder at me but I grab her head and force her to face front again.
“Are you done?” she asks, more confused than mocking.
“Not nearly,” I growl. I grab her and lift her, setting her on her feet at the side of the couch. “Bend over and grab the side.”
She glares at me. “Go fuck yoursel—”
“Go ahead,” I dare her darkly. “Finish that sentence.”
She gulps and instead, lowers her head. Submitting. I breathe out, barely keeping my temper under control. “Grab the edge of the couch, ass out.”
She stands still for a long moment, indecisive.
“You said you were only going to check on your father’s well-being. Instead, you got engaged to another man. A man you know I hate. Don’t you think you deserved to be punished for that?”
Her back goes ram-rod straight and I know she wants to say something. She wants to sputter her lies again, her fake ‘explanations’. But she finally chooses to do the smartest thing she’s done all day.
She bends over, wrists still bound.
I flip up her skirt.
“Logan, I—”
I bring my hand down before she can finish. And then I pull my belt out of the loops and snap the leather in the silence.
“It’s time to begin