Page 23 of Run From Me


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“A date?” I raised my eyebrow at that, and when she didn’t speak, I lost my ability to remain silent.

“Rylee is fine.” My molars were starting to ache as I clenched my teeth. “You said this was a favor, Calliope. Not a date. I don’t date.”

Her eyes narrowed, and she squirmed against me, reminding me I still hadn’t put her down.

“I didn’t mean date-date. I meant a male from the Spectors who took me as his plus one. Well, my bad that I asked you. Who’s the other big guy in there? How come he isn’t the one hanging out in the morgue with me?”

My nostrils flared as I tried to fucking breathe one deep breath at a time, and I was losing.

“Zeid? Why isn’t Zeid the one sniffing around the morgue and chasing off the Vipers you somehow pissed off enough they branded you? Because I’d have killed him, and he fucking knows it. Don’t fucking ask about my brother, Sparky. You have no idea what I am capable of.”

She squirmed.

“Oh, don’t I? Of course I got the stupid, territorial, piss-on-the-girl brother. Zeid seems nice.”

The lot was fucking dark at this time of the night, and I couldn’t see the exact set of Calliope’s face and nor could she see mine or the way I leaned in and claimed her lips.

I claimed her lips like the asshole she wanted me to be, nipping at her lower lip as I shifted my grip and pulled her up into my arms, her legs wrapping around my waist.

I ripped the tiny bit of fabric that qualified as panties in seconds, and this time I let her recklessness fuel my fucking fury.

I pulled my lips from her and moved my lips to her ear.

“What did you think you could do? Fuck a Spector and live happily ever after?”

She whimpered when I slipped a finger inside her pussy a little more roughly than I’d meant to, but she was under my skin. We needed her information, but was she the one using me?

“Is that what you wanted? You want me to fuck you? And what? Toss you back to the fucking Vipers? So you could tell them we raped you? Or better yet, hang it over Ripple’s head to make him jealous? What’s your fucking angle?”

I slipped in a second finger, pressing her back against the back door, holding her ass in my other hand.

“I didn’t have?—”

Her words cut off as she moaned. That damn sound pissed me off even more, but because no one else could be allowed to hear her moan. I slammed my mouth to hers and swallowed the sound. I was too far gone. So far from logic that it didn’t fucking matter what her reason was. I needed her to come around my cock. I needed Calliope.

I shifted us, turning her in my arms, pushing her into the open driver’s side door, and pulled her to me, ass up in the air.

“If this is all you want, then fine. I’ll give you what you want.”

It was dark, but the glistening of her pussy caught in the small remnants of light, and I couldn’t stop even if I had the conscience of a saint.

I had my pants undone and my hardened shaft freed; the first bit of relief I’d had since seeing her tonight.

I leaned over her, the car not made for my size, but it would do just fine. I nearly groaned as the head of my cock slid through her slick pussy, but I didn’t push further.

I covered her with my body, holding her waist with my arm and pulling her close, but not letting her have any control. I wrapped my free hand around her neck and pulled her into my chest.

“You wanted this. But just know I’ll ruin you for anyone else.”

And without waiting for her to say a damn thing, I thrust forward. She was so wet. Fucking hell, she wanted this. But even so, I hadn’t given her the time she needed, and I’d feel like a prick later. Right now my cock twitched as I pushed through that tight entrance of hers, feeling those tight muscles squeezing around me. She grunted, but I shifted my hand from her neck to her mouth.

“Don’t you dare make a sound. No one gets to hear what you sound like when I fuck you. No one but me.”

And I did. I thrust inside her rough and quick. My balls slapped her ass as I pounded inside her. The hand around her waist, I moved it to give me access to the nub between her legs. I wanted to know what it felt like to have her come around me. I’d never given a shit about a woman, but even pissed off as I was, I wanted her to come and remember who gave her the best orgasm of her life.

My fingers found her sensitive clit, and as I played with her, stroking her and thrusting inside her, her breathing changed. I could hear the moans she couldn’t swallow down and that couldn’t be muffled by my hand.

I took her over and over, my own body sweating in restraint as I refused to come until she was fucking milking my cock, begging for more.

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