Page 46 of Retribution


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Her blue eyes darken as she stares at me, the need between us visceral.

“I know what I want, and right now that’s you. All I’ve felt for months is anger. Prove to me the scars don’t matter. Show me things haven’t changed between us.”

I slide my hand into her hair, focus my gaze on her, and speak through a clenched jaw.

“They don’t fucking matter.”

Pressing my lips to hers, I push my tongue into her mouth as she palms the back of my head.

Sliding my hand under her shirt, she tenses and I stop.

“What’s your safe word, Little Heathen?”

“Donut.”

When I cup her tit with my palm she arches her back, pushing against my hand with a moan.

I move off of her and kneel on the bed in front of her.

“Take your shirt and panties off.”

She sits up and removes her shirt before hooking her thumbs into the sides of her panties and removes them.

When she lies back down, my eyes travel her body, feasting on every inch even the place she’s worried about.

“You’re beautiful, Heather. We will get this covered up because it bothers you, not for me or my brothers, but for you. You should be comfortable in your own skin.”

I spread her legs and stare at her pussy.

“Fucking perfect.”

Leaning down, less than an inch from her cunt, I inhale her intoxicating scent.

I drag two fingers from her entrance to her clit, spreading her wetness around.

“Look at how drenched you are, Little Heathen.”

I swipe my tongue over her clit slowly, loving the way she thrusts her hips up, trying to get more friction.

“I need you inside me.”

Arching a brow, I gaze up into her face.

“What’s the rule, Little Heathen?”

“I have to come first.” She says, gazing at me through disappointed eyes.

I push two fingers inside her. She bucks her hips as I place my lips on her clit and suck hard.

“Carter.”

I push my fingers in and out of her pussy. Flicking my tongue over her clit, I watch her tremble for me as she clenches down on my fingers.

Fucking beautiful.

“Oh my God.” She gasps before letting out a throaty moan and coming around my fingers.

I move over her, placing a hand on the mattress on either side of her head.