Page 22 of Two Wrongs


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“It’s you. Everything else is white and plain, but you? You are red and bright. The red rose I’ve been looking for my entire life.”

I’m feeling like the luckiest man on Earth when I ease the zipper down on the back of her navy and white polka-dot dress.

“I’m keeping you.” I nuzzle against her neck, slipping the straps down her shoulders, letting it fall at her feet, feeling like a king when she doesn’t protest. “Just so you know, so it’s clear.”

I feel her lungs fill, and I know she’s going to give me some sassy retort. But I cut her off at the pass with the trifecta of my teeth on the nape of her neck, one hand sliding down her belly and taking a handful of her pussy, while my other slips under her bra to tweak her nipple between my thumb and forefinger.

“Jesus.” That’s all she manages, her head falling back into my chest and her body quakes as I strum her clit with my finger, enjoying the warm juicy wetness I’ve not stopped thinking about since I touched her last night.

I kiss her neck and grind my hard-on against her ass.

She strains, turning her head to look at me. “I have a secret.”

“What’s that, baby?”

“Last night? At the restaurant?”

“Yes.” I ease her around so she’s facing me, sitting her down on the edge of the bed and kneeling in front of her.

“I’ve never—” She worries her lip and pops those red lips together, and my balls feel like they’re filled with lead weights. “Like, I have this thing, like a wand? Right?”

“A toy,” I manage, already realizing the jealous rage at an inanimate object is not healthy, but that doesn’t seem to matter.

She shrugs a shoulder as I unclasp her bra, sliding it down her arms as her flesh rises in goosebumps.

“I’ve tried to, you know, get there. But all I could ever do was sort of get to just that point…” She raises her voice, pointing a finger upward. “Then, nothing.” Her shoulders fall in defeat. “I could never get over the line. Off the cliff. Into the deep. But I did. Last night. With you.”

Pride swells in my chest like a misogynist asshole, but I don’t care.

“Your first orgasm was with me. I want all your firsts from now on, baby. And your next one is going to be on my face. In my mouth.”

She wiggles her hips as I tug at her panties. “Yes, but I mean, what about…” She tightens her lips and points to my crotch. “That looks like it needs some attention too.”

“I’m going to show you how you will be treated from now on, baby. How I’m going to take care of you.”

She reaches out and runs her hand over the front of my pants, and I wince, biting back the orgasm from the brush of her fingers.

“I said I’m going to show you. Be a good girl.” I ease her back, laying her down, bending her legs and shoving them wide. Then, I see it and remember.

“Baby.” A knot forms in my chest as I trace the ragged silver skin on the side of her leg. “These, what happened? Who the fuck hurt you?”

Thinking of her in pain or broken has rage spilling from every pore. I want to dismember whoever did this to her.

“It’s okay. It was when I was young. Surgery.” A wash of some relief cools the fire burning in my gut, but only by a degree because whatever caused that kind of scar had to hurt like a motherfucker. “I had a problem with one leg. But, it’s fixed. I’m okay.”

I manage a heaving breath, leaning down and kissing the length of each scar, wishing I’d been there to comfort her when she was in pain.

Lust grabs me by the balls, jerking me back to the moment as she lays there like a divine offering, and now more than ever, I want her to know something.

“Remember, even when I’m rough, even when I say filthy things…” I pause, the words almost slipping out, surprising myself. I don’t want to scare her, so I adjust course. “Just remember, giving you what you need might not always be what you think you want. But I will never, ever harm you. And anyone that does…” I leave it there, not wanting her to ball it out the door when I’m so close to claiming my prize.

I see her bite her bottom lip as she lies naked in front of me, and I hold my breath.

“So fucking perfect, baby,” I choke out, the words catching in my throat as I dive in, pushing my face between her thighs, mouth open, wanting all of her at once.

I drive my tongue into that tight cherry opening, swirling it around her little barrier, hoping when I claim her with my cock she won’t hate me for how much it’s going to hurt.

I kiss, lick, suck and drink in her sweet nectar until it’s dripping from my chin and tensing up.

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