Page 27 of Giving Away


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“I know,” I whisper, my voice barely audible.

I know it was a mistake. Not because Nathan turned out to be a manipulative liar. I know because right here, right now, this is all I need. All I want. All I crave.

“Good. Because, trust me, you’re going to regret it.”

I shiver at his words and his mouth comes to my nipple. He bites hard on it and I can’t refrain a scream of pain. He looks up at me with an evil smirk.

“Isn’t this how you like it, Angel? Is that why you chose him? Because you like pain?”

His free hand slides down my stomach and inside my leggings and underwear. He pinches my clit hard, and I let out a strangled moan.

“Jake…” I breathe out. “Be careful.”

“Why? Isn’t that how Nate was giving it to you? Isn’t that what makes you wet, Jamie?”

My name on his lips makes me squirm.

“Answer me,” he growls, and his hand on my throat tightens.

“He-he wasn’t like that. He was never rough.” The surprise in his eyes quickly turns into anger.

His voice mimics mine, mocking me. “Was he sweet? Did he make love to you? Did he gently take that virgin pussy? Did you offer it to him on a silver platter thinking he was your prince charming?” He pauses and when he talks again, it’s a few shades darker. “Did you really think he could save you from me?”

He pinches again before sliding a finger in me. My back arches under the unbearable pleasure.

“I didn’t,” I manage to say. “I never had sex with him.”

Something in his touch changes. It’s like he suddenly relaxes at the thought that I didn’t let Nathan take my virginity. How stupid can a man get? Why does it even matter?

His hand slides from my throat to my jaw and he pins me in place before taking over my mouth. I don’t hesitate to part my lips.

I can taste the blood on his cut lip. He’s controlling every single cell in my body and I still want more. I want more of him, I want to be his. I want him inside me and even that, I’m not sure will be enough. Our tongues intertwine and I’m burning from the inside. He pulls away and his lips hover over mine.

“You didn’t have sex with him because you belong to me. Do you understand that?” His finger is pumping in and out of me and I’m squirming under him. “Do you understand, Angel? You’re mine to touch, to fuck, to play with whenever I want. You were never his because he doesn’t know you. He doesn’t know what you need.”

I nod but I’m not sure what I’m nodding to anymore. I’m weak from the pleasure and all I can think is that I want him so bad to put his words into action.

He kisses me again and I wrap my arms around his neck and slide my hands through his silky jet-black hair. I buck my hips as he inserts another finger and curls them inside me. I’m so close to exploding, I freeze in place not wanting anything to change. The pleasure is perfect.

He senses I’m close because he instantly retreats his hand.

“Jake,” I sigh. I know him, I know he wants me to beg but all I want is for him to understand I’m ready to give my all to him.

He gets up from me and stands in front of the sofa, his eyes roaming over my body. I push myself on my elbows as he looks down at me.

“How badly do you want to come?” he asks as he undoes his belt. He takes off his jeans and throws them to the side. His erection is straining his white Calvin Klein boxers and he doesn’t hesitate to take them off too. “How bad do you want to please me?”

I lick my lips at the sight of his dick. I can’t help it. It’s the effect he has on me. Like a magnet. A big, strong magnet. Huge in fact.

“Come here. On your knees,” he orders as he starts stroking his swollen length.

I get up in front of him and drop to my knees straight away. I’m dying to please him, for his approval, for his forgiveness. I grab him in my hands and they’ve never felt so small. I start rubbing him as he fists my hair. He grabs his dick from my hands, and I open wide because what Jake wants, Jake gets. That’s the only way my body functions.

I lick the tip before taking him in and his head falls back. As soon as it reaches the back of my throat I choke and gag but his fist tightening in my hair warns me not to move away.

“Fuck, Jamie…you feel too good.”

For some reason, his approval wills me to take more of him. I bob my head up and down as he fucks my mouth and my thighs clench to try and find some release.

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