Page 45 of Wicked Debt


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It came from nowhere and in a blink was everywhere.

I felt it from the roots of my hair to the tips of my toes.

Realized it when I heard a sound that I was screaming.

“It was me you screamed for. Don’t ever forget that,” he said, his voice low in my ear.

“Say it,” he said, thrusting into me harder and harder.

I stayed quiet.

“Say it,” he whispered.

He reached between my legs and twisted my clit, sent me up, up, but not quite over.

“Say it,” he repeated again as he slowed his thrusts, moving inside me at a leisurely pace, one designed to frustrate and mock me.

“It was you,” I whispered.

He thrust hard, twisted my clit, and set me off on another explosion.

“Fuck,” he growled.

It took me a second to realize he had pulled out of me, and I looked back when I felt a warm splash against my ass.

Watched as he came, spurt after spurt of his milky white seed painting my skin.

I stared, then shivered, suddenly feeling cold when he pulled away.

“I’ll call you about the next deal in a couple of days,” he said.

Then he dressed and left without another word.

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