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“Okay?” She snaps, anger flaring in her eyes. “That’s it? Just ‘okay’?”
“What do you want from me, Charity? I told you I want you to stay, and you said you have to leave. I’m not going to chain you here as much as I’d fucking like to. You’re not my property or my possession, and I won’t treat you like you are. You’re a grown woman, and you make your own choices.”
“You want to chain me up?”
“That’s what you got from all that?”
“It certainly stood out.”
“Did you listen to any of the rest of it?” She obviously did, but she still takes the opportunity to tease me.
“Will you punish me if I say no?”
“Is that what you want, sweet girl?” My voice drops as I move toward her, the temptation of having my hands on her one more time too much to deny. “You want me to punish you for your decisions?”
Her body molds to mine as I press her into the door. “Someone has to.”
My hands slide along the outside of her arms, and I lace my fingers through hers as I brush our lips together. “Anything for you, Viper.”
She tastes like salt, mint, and something I can’t put my finger on. Her body responds instantly, her legs widening as she tries to make room for me between her thighs. I swallow her moans, dragging both arms above her head to grip her wrists in one of my hands.
“How do you want it, Viper?”
“What are my options?”
“I could take you to the bed, lay you out and savor you. Soft, loving, slow,” I draw out the last word, rubbing my nose along her jaw until I am breathing against her ear. “Or I can turn you around right here and fuck you until you’re begging me to let you come.”
Her breath hitches, a soft sound getting stuck in the back of her throat. “That one, please.”
“I knew you’d like that,” I smirk, wrapping a hand behind her back and pulling her into a kiss that borders on violent.
She gives as good as she gets, biting my bottom lip hard enough I’m surprised she doesn’t draw blood. Her leg wraps around my hip as she grinds herself against my cock. I press her into the door, pinching her nipples through the paper-thin t-shirt before I strip it over her head.
“Fuck, Viper.” She’s wearing the bra I bought her. The crushed velvet snakes curling over her breasts look even better than I imagined, and I imagined it a lot.
I’ve been calling her Viper since we were fifteen years old when she walked out of the woods with a fucking snake wrapped around her arm and a bright smile on her face. It was one of the first times I heard her laugh, and I knew in that moment I was totally screwed.
I think of her, looking so alive with a deadly snake in her hands, every time I call her Viper.
“You fucking would buy me snake underwear,” she huffs, rolling her eyes to cover the laughter she’s trying to hold in. “I like them.”
She adds it almost as an afterthought, but I know it’s more than that. “I want to say I’ll like them better on the floor, but I don’t mean it. I like them right where they are.”
Charity snorts, grinding her hips as if to remind me what we’re doing here. “The bra can stay on, but the underwear have to go.”
“Deal.” I step back, stripping her joggers and underwear off in one quick motion. Charity tries to take control, but I shut it down immediately, pinning her arms to the door again. “Nuh-uh, Viper. Not this time. This time, you’re gonna take what I give you, and you’re going to say, ‘Thank you, Daddy’ when I’m done.”
“Yes, Daddy,” she groans against my lips, her hips grinding up to meet my hand where I’ve worked it between us.
I let her grind herself against my fingers for a moment before I drop her wrists and grab her hips. I spin Charity around, leaning my weight against her back as I draw her hands up to press against the door on either side of our hips. “Do not move your hands.”
“Yes, Daddy.”
“Fuck, I love it when you say that.” I place a quick kiss on her hairline before stepping back, grabbing her hips, and lifting her off the ground. Charity shrieks, her nails scraping against the door as she tries not to let go. I set her back down, kicking her feet apart until she’s spread out before me. Her back bends as she tries to look over her shoulder, giving me an even better view.
I strip off my joggers, watching Charity’s eyes widen when she realizes I’m not wearing underwear. “You’re beautiful, Viper.”
“Back at you, Dickbag.”
