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I turn it on to the highest setting and lean over her. I place the tip of the knife against her cheek. “You look so pretty like this.”
Her breathing gets heavier as I move it along her throat and down her chest. “You don’t need this dress, do you?”
She shakes her head, shaking under my touch.
“Good girl,” I mutter, and then slice all the way down the middle. It falls away from her body, leaving her completely naked.
“Colt, you need to touch me. Do something. Please,” she breathes out.
I chuckle in response, resting one hand on her tattooed hip, brushing the knife over the tattoo of my name over her pussy. That makes my breath damn hitch. Every time I look at it, my heart skips a beat.
“You’re that desperate for me, sweetheart?” I murmur.
“Desperate doesn’t even fucking cut it, Colten,” she pleads, her hands moving south towards where she needs me. I snatch her wrist.
“Don’t,” I command.
Her eyes go wide. “Please, Colten. Please. Please. I can keep going. Please.”
Sliding out the toy, I keep it on her clit but thrust three fingers inside her, I lean over, resting the knife under her jaw. “Alright, baby. Come as hard as you want, all over my fingers. But I wouldn’t move if I was you,” I tell her.
She swallows hard, pushing against the blade. Her cunt soaking my palm. I knew this would do something to her. I fuckin’ knew it.
Her back arches and she cries out, so I adjust the pressure on her neck so I don’t draw blood.
“Look at you, viper. Fuck,” I mutter against her cheek, pulling out my fingers.
Her body sags and she lets out a whine.
“Colt. I’ll take that knife and stab you with it if you don’t let me come in the next two minutes,” he hisses.
“Patience, baby. You’re going to let me in your ass tonight,” I whisper.
I took her virginity at knife point, and now I’m going to take her ass the same way. Except this time, I’m going to fucking worship her the way I should have done the first time.
CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED SEVEN
Gianna
He doesn’t let up with the knife at my throat as his finger teases my ass. This is torture. A hot as hell version of it.
I lift my hips a touch to give him better access. I don’t even care if he cuts me, I need to come.
“Colten!” I shout, squeezing my eyes shut.
Relief washes over me when he pushes his fingers inside my ass, and then I’m crying out when he fills my pussy too.
“Jesus,” I hiss.
He laughs. “He ain’t gonna help you here, G.”
He removes the toy from my clit and tosses it on the table beside me.
I don’t even have the brain space to roll my eyes at him. I’m too full, too horny and ready to explode.
“How does it feel?” he mutters, trailing the knife down my chest, circling my hard nipples.
“Good. Really good. More.”
