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A growl reverberates in my throat. Leighton backs off into the wall. With nowhere to run, all she can do is glare daggers at me.
“I’ve done everything I could for you.” My fingers squeeze her jaw in a punishing grip. “Day after day, I’ve been swallowing down this burning, painful need to have you. For you.”
Her challenging eyebrow pisses me off. She’s being a brat. Thinking I’m lying to her. Questioning my love.
I won’t have it.
“I’ve had you within arm’s reach.” I spin her to face the wall. She’s hardly settled when my large palm smacks her round ass.
Leighton screams. Her hair dangles in long, pink locks. Red blooms in the spot where I spanked her.
I feel marginally better.
Smack. Smack. Smack.
“Why…?” she part-groans, part-screams. “Why are you hitting me?”
“This isn’t hitting you.” An idea forms. A sadistic one. I snatch the shower handle off the wall, clutching onto Leighton’s hip while I flick open the water stream. “This is punishing you.”
“You showering me is your idea of a—”
Jesus fucking Christ. I have the world’s most unruly captive.
The most alluring one.
She doesn’t get to finish her taunting remark before I’m on her. Pinning the harsh, unforgiving stream to her pussy.
“Oh…” Leighton sighs.
I spank her again while forcing pleasure on her pretty cunt.
Again. And again.
Her words become a jumble of whys, groans, and pleasured moans as I torture and pleasure her. The pressure I have on the shower handle keeps it in place. The way Leighton takes my spankings like the good little girl she is gets me off.
Her legs shake and it’s then that I stop.
“No.” Her scream is so desperate. So beautiful. “No!”
“You know why I held back for years, Leighton? Why didn’t I come for you?”
The quaking in her body settles. “Why?”
She’s confused. I use the reprieve to have the water back on her. Stealing her breath away.
I run the shower head up and down her clit, hitting every fucking spot. “I held back so you could have a better life.”
A life, period.
A secret I’ll confess to her only once she admits she loves me. When she realizes that witnessing this side of me changes nothing between us. Only then will I tell her I’ve been her savior, as well as the man who’s obsessed with her.
“Exactly,” Leighton wheezes as I change an angle. As I grip her ass where I’ve spanked her. “I’ve had a better life before this. Or I would’ve had one if the old Marcus came for me. This isn’t it. A delusional man who took my virginity isn’t it. Said man claiming I gave it to him willingly isn’t it. Lying. All you do is lie.”
She doesn’t mean it. She can’t.
With what little clarity I have left, I pull back from her. Shouting at Leighton won’t make her listen. Won’t make her understand that I didn’t just take. That I gave her every piece of me in return.
“Make me come, you monster,” she shrieks, stomping her foot. “It’s the least you owe me.”
