Now I was fucking furious. Angry at myself for waiting too long to claim what belonged to me. Angry at her for thinking she couldevergive her virgin pussy to just anyone. I assumed she had experience, but there was no way in hell I would’ve guessed I’d be the first,and the last. That shit blew my mind.
With anger burning in my veins, I got up from the bed and planted myself right in front of her. My eyes scanned every inchof her body, face shut down, jaw clenched. She pulled her legs in, looking tense.
“How the fuck can you do some reckless shit like this?” I ran a hand over my face, chest thudding so hard it hurt.
She lifted her gaze, pain flickering for a second before her expression hardened into stone.
“Who the fuck gave you the right to question my choices? I do what I want with my pussy, virgin or not. If you don’t wanna fuck me I’ll find someone else. Matter of fact, get the fuck out. I’m going to ask Vixen to bring another escort so I can get what I want.” She got up from the bed, eyes blazing.
The thought of another man even being mentioned made me snap. I closed the distance in a heartbeat, grabbed her by the throat and made her look into my eyes.
“If you really think I’d ever let another motherfucker touch you, you’re fucking dreaming. Any man who tries will face hell. This pussy is claimed.” My voice came out dark, twisted, and possessive, almost evil against her lips.
She had no idea there wouldneverbe another. I’d never let anyone inside her, never let another hand bring her pleasure. She was mine, and only mine.
“I’m not yours. This pussy isn’t yours. I’ll give it to whoever I want,” she spat back, shoving at my chest, which sent another surge of fury through me.
I didn’t have the time or patience for back-and-forth. I needed to show her she was deluded if she thought she could give away what belonged to me. I crashed my mouth onto hers, kissing her with hunger. I was pissed that she still thought she wasn’t mine. My hands held her close, needing to feel her everywhere. There was nothing gentle—just hunger, lust, need—and she didn’t resist. She melted into me, kissing me back with the same wild fervor. Her body was arching and her breathing ragged against my mouth.
My hand slid down her body, cupping her pussy, and the grimace she made as I touched her reminded me of the pain I’d given her the first time I pushed inside. I slowed, broke the kiss, and let my breath ghost over her lips.
“Did I hurt you?” I asked, softer than I’d ever been with her.
It was the first time I’d allowed any tenderness to touch my voice, but it felt right. Every part of me ached to be gentle, to drop the anger and just let her feel safe.
“A little,” she whispered, barely audible, still pressed against me.
“Then we should not go further.”
“If you refuse to fuck me, Knox, I’ll find someone else fitting for the job,” she said, calm as hell but still challenging me and pushing me to the edge again.
Frustration twisted in my chest. She was so fucking stubborn, and it drove me mad. I pressed my forehead to hers, tried to breathe her in, tried to keep my rage in check. Then I stepped back, putting space between us.
She stared at me, her eyes daring me to make a choice we’d both regret. If only she knew I’d never pass up a chance to be inside her. I wanted her too much to ever refuse. But she didn’t know I didn’t want to hurt her. If I’d known she was a virgin, I would’ve taken my time and been gentle.
Fuck, I felt awful.
I needed to find a way to ease her pain and still give us what we both needed.
So I turned and walked to the bathroom. There was a big tub, plenty of room for both of us. I turned on the tap and let the water run. Searching in the drawers, I found a bottle of waterproof lube and placed it on the edge of the bathtub. When I came back out, she was on the bed, watching me, her eyes full of questions.
“So, what have you decided? Are we fucking, or do I have tofind someone else?” Her voice sounded shaky, like she didn’t want me to leave her, even if her pride wouldn’t let her say it out loud.
I moved in on her, stepping between her knees. My eyes locked on hers, and our bodies started talking for us. For a moment, words just didn’t matter anymore.
I leaned in and let a slow kiss touch her lips. She kissed me back, gentle and sweet, a moan slipping out into my mouth. I slid my hands under her ass and lifted her up with no effort. Her legs wrapped around my waist, her pussy grinding against my dick, making me hard again in seconds. She started rolling her hips, teasing herself against me, and our kiss never broke, not even when I carried her into the bathroom, right into the tub, water still pouring in.
Easing us down into the water, Serenity was still clinging to me, her body so warm. I settled her on my lap and she automatically locked her thighs around my hips. The water swirled around us. I loved how her skin glowed under the water and against my body.
“I told you, nobody’s ever getting what’s mine,” I growled, grabbing her ass, grinding her pussy onto my dick.
The water splashed up our bodies.
“Knox…” she moaned as my dick pressed against her entrance.
Her arms looped around my neck, holding on tight. I let my hand slide off her ass and slowly traced the inside of her thigh under the water, feeling her muscles flex and shiver. My fingers drifted up between her folds, parting them and searching out her clit. When I found it, my thumb pressed down and started slow, patient circles, taking my time with every little touch. She began to squirm against my hand. Her hips shifted, trying to press closer, chasing every bit of pleasure I was giving her. I watched her face twist in need, her lips parted, her breath catching on every exhale. Every time I pressed a little deeper or moved justright, she squirmed harder, her body giving away just how much she wanted it, how badly she was losing herself for me.
“I’m going to give this pussy what it’s been crying for,” I promised, pushing my fingers inside her heat.
