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I’m so fucking angry I could scream. But at the same time … heat flushes through my body. My thighs squeeze together. There’s a throbbing low in my guts.
Adrik pulls down the front of my top, baring my breasts to Jasper. My nipples stiffen in the cold air of the basement gym. Adrik brushes his palm lightly over my breasts, his fingertips trailing over the hard nipples, sending sparks up and down my spine.
I’m clenching my teeth tight together, my breath coming out in pants.
Adrik slips his hand down the front of my pants, inside my underwear. He slides his middle finger back and forth in the cleft of my pussy lips, across my clit.
Jasper’s arms tighten. He drops his gaze to the ground, only for his eyes to rise again and fix upon me, unable to look away.
Adrik dips his finger inside me and lifts his hand, fingertips shining in the low light.
“See?” he murmurs. “See how wet she is? She’s fucking furious right now, but she can’t stop wanting it.”
He tucks back my hair and leans in to whisper right in my ear.
“That’s why I’m in charge, Sabrina. Because you can’t even controlyourself.”
He releases me. I whirl around and hit him in the face, as hard as I can. This is no slap like in sex—it’s a closed-fist punch. I split his lip, the blood running down his chin, dripping slowly to the floor.
Adrik doesn’t stumble. He didn’t even try to block it. He’d probably let me hit him again.
His eyes flick over to Jasper. “Get out.”
Jasper leaves without a word.
Now it’s just Adrik and me, facing off in the damp gym, deep in the basement.
“Don’t youevertalk to me like that in front of my men.”
“I thought they wereourmen,” I hiss. “Ourfriends. Andourmoney.”
“Call them what you like. But don’t undermine me. If you have something to say, you say it to me.Alone.”
“Undermine you?” I let out a laugh of pure outrage. “What do you think you just did in front of Jasper? You fucking humiliated me!”
His lip curls up in a snarl. “You push me, Sabrina. You push me and fucking push me.”
“Oh yeah? And what happens when you snap?”
He seizes me by the throat again. For a second I think he’s going to strangle me—until our mouths crash together and he’s kissing me with all the rage built up inside of him. Making me taste the blood from his lip. Making me take his tongue all the way in my mouth.
He shoves his hand down my pants again, thrusting his fingers inside of me, fucking me with his hand. I’m still enraged, but that blazing heat is all concentrated in one place, and my body isn’t taking orders from my brain, it’s caught up in the need, the fucking command, to impale myself on his fingers.
The urge is irresistible. I’m already halfway there, my arms around his neck, one leg hooked around his hip, fucking his hand.
I’m an animal. Adrik is right, I have no control over myself.
I fucking hate him in this moment, but I can’t stop needing him, not even for a second.
I’m humping his hand, pressing my whole body against him, clinging to his neck, whimpering and moaning. It’s fucking pathetic. And still it’s not enough. I kiss him wildly so I can taste his mouth, so I can inhale his scent.
He flips me over, bending me over the bench, ripping my jeans down around my knees. He puts his palm in the middle of my back, shoving down, and thrusts into me from behind. His cock tears into me, stiff as a pipe. He’s fucking me hard and vicious, his hips slapping against my ass.
I need it hard. I want it harder. I’m gripping the edge of the bench with both hands, my knuckles white.
He fucks me and fucks me, my tits swinging, our bodies slapping together. Now he’s gripping my hips with both hands, plowing into me, punishing me with his cock.
I want the anger. I want the violence. I want to rip and throw and smash everything in this room. I want to pour gasoline around the basement and set the house on fire.
