Lucky's Choice(29)

This was what he needed to drive Willa from his mind, to keep him from the virgin who would trap him in a heartbeat if he gave in to the desire tormenting his body and soul. He needed a woman like Jewell to remind him what he was searching for—a woman who would never grow too attached to him, could never touch the good side of him and tempt him back to a life he had forsaken.#p#分页标题#e#

Jewell took him to the back of her throat, sucking on him greedily, and his balls tightened when her teeth nipped at him. She then leaned her head back despite his harsh grip, and his cock popped out of her mouth.

“Don’t you want to punish me?” she teased.

Lucky gave her a feral grin before reaching for his jeans. Taking out his knife, he opened the blade before grabbing Jewell and throwing her onto the bed.

Jewell immediately got on her hands and knees, giving him access to her ass.

He climbed on the bed behind her. “You’re getting as bad as Bliss, wanting to be spanked all the time.”

Lucky expertly turned the knife in his hand. If he was actually going to use his knives on her, he would have her shower first, but that wasn’t necessary for the use he intended tonight.

He reached to his nightstand then grabbed an alcohol pad and a condom. Ripping the condom open, he rolled it onto his cock before opening the alcohol pad to carefully wipe his knife. He loved this particular one with a pearl handle that he used against their clits and the wide blade that he could use as a paddle.

He brought the flat side of the blade down on her ass, and Jewell moaned as her perfect, red clit grew damp. Lucky gave her one finger as the knife repeatedly struck her ass, turning it a rosy red.

“You ready to finish sucking my dick?”

When Jewell shook her head, clutching the sheets, Lucky brought the knife down on the other ass cheek, his cock nearly bursting. Replacing the finger that had been pumping inside her with his dick, he rammed his cock in her to the hilt, and a scream filled the room.

“Fuck me!” Jewell chanted over and over while he thrust his cock inside of her as he kept spanking her with his knife. Once her ass glowed red, he threw the knife at the headboard, burying the tip into the dark wood while he buried his cock in Jewell’s clenching pussy as she came.

Feeling her climax, he let himself come, ramming his cock into her over and over until his own orgasm was played out.

Jewell dropped to the mattress, shuddering, and Lucky got off the bed.

“Where you going?” Jewell mumbled.

“To take a shower.” Lucky reached for her ankle, dragging her across the bed.

Her eyes went to his still-hard cock. “You’re not done?”

Lucky opened his nightstand, taking out the leather pouch. Slowly, he opened it, showing the glinting blades.

“Go get in the shower and get the water warm for me while I get the bed ready.”

Jewell practically ran into the bathroom as Lucky went to the cabinet to get what else he would need, taking out rope and a blindfold. The knives in the pouch had already been cleaned and readied for when he wanted to use them.

When he had everything just as he wanted, he opened the bedroom door before walking toward the bathroom, hearing the water running and wishing it was another woman waiting for him impatiently.

His hand went to the doorknob, pressing his forehead on the closed door.

“Willa.” Lucky let her name slip from his mouth, his cock swelling in reaction. He wanted to hit his fist against the door in frustration at the inability to exorcise her from his mind. Instead, he straightened, opening the door and going inside.

“What took you so long?” Jewell asked when he stepped into the shower.

Out of the corner of his eye, he saw a male figure enter the bathroom. As Jewell’s eyes went over his shoulder, seeing Moon, she started shaking under the warm water.

Lucky gave her a menacing smile. “Ready to play?”





Chapter 8



Willa held Chrissy and Caroline’s hands tightly as she walked across the gym floor, showing them the booths that had been set up for October Fest. Winter had done a fantastic job of transforming the large space in her fundraising efforts for the alternative school.#p#分页标题#e#

“Can I go with my friends?” Charlie asked from where he had been trailing behind them.

She let go of Caroline’s hand long enough to reach into her purse and hand Charlie some money.

“Don’t leave the gym,” she cautioned.

“I won’t,” Charlie said before running off to join the two boys waiting at the next booth.

Willa reached down to take Caroline’s hand again, only to find the little girl had disappeared.

“Oh, God…” Frantically, she looked around, searching for a small figure wearing the bright orange shirt she had helped her put on before leaving the house.