Owned by the Bad Boy(33)

Snap.

The bra flies off her tits, as though they were bursting to break free. Blood churns in my head as they bounce on her chest. A sudden desire to take one of those pink little nipples in my mouth grips me, but I don’t touch her. I want her to suffer.

I bend down, touching the cold metal of the scissors to her skin. She gasps and her muscles jump. I lead it down, all the way to the thong and that triangular patch of fabric. I recognize it. I remember almost ripping it pretty much every time I took off her clothes. I slide the blade along her hip. Snip.

She flinches at the sound as her thong drops to one side, and I cut the other part free. Now there’s nothing hiding that pussy from me.

I stand up, tossing the scissors aside as I drink in how vulnerable she is. Naked. Tits out. Completely under my control.

Fuck her brains out.

I grab one of her tits, rolling them around in my hands as my dick comes to life.

“This is all your fault, so don’t look at me like that.”

“You mean Frank?”

“No,” I bark. “I mean the day you had me fucking arrested.”

I dig my fingers into her. God, I love how she completely fills my hand. Then I pinch her hard nipples and she slowly sucks in her bottom lip. I give her breast a sharp slap and her cheeks burn. Then I walk around her. Tits out. Nice ass. I like being able to see every inch of her put on display for me. I touch her back dimples, and then I slide my hand over her ass, gripping it hard.

“Luc, you don’t understand!”

SLAP!

The blow burns my palm as I spank her ass, my white fingers standing out on the red blooming over her skin.

“Ow!”

“I told you to shut the fuck up.”

My fingers dig into her raw flesh, and then I step away, fishing a gag from the cardboard box.

I hold it out so that she can see the red ball and the straps. Claire gives a frightened murmur and yanks on the straps keeping her arms held up high.

“No use.”

Her eyes overbright, she tries to avoid me as I approach with the gag.

“No, please!”

“Shhh.”

Yet she opens her mouth like a good little girl when I touch the ball to her lips. Then I reach around her head, fastening the strap as she trembles from my closeness. I trace her beautiful, plump lips with a single finger. God, my heart used to tighten and release whenever she walked in the room. I still feel it, lingering behind some impenetrable wall. Lust and anger are at the forefront, feeding each other’s fires. I kiss her bottom lip, trembling under the ball, and then I step back, admiring and hating the woman I thought I was in love with.

Let her fucking see.

Slowly I start unbuttoning my shirt. Confusion furrows her brow as I slide it from my shoulders. A dull pain hits the muscle there. It never really healed properly. I ignore it and throw the shirt aside, stepping into the light to throw my injuries in sharp relief. She makes a little muffled gasp.

“This is what you did to me.”

I turn away from her, grabbing more things from the box. The shiny metal egg gleams in my hand, attached to a wire with a remote at the end. I click it on.

It vibrates in my hand, and I apply it to one of her pearly tits. She jumps at the contact, and then I move it in a slow circle, aiming for her pink nipples. They’re already erect, standing at attention like my cock. It pounds for release. I’ve never fucked her like this—never dared to show this dark side of me. I loved her and I didn’t want her to run away.

She can’t run away now.

Her moans are like music to my ears. The moment I touch the egg to her sensitive nipple, her whole body twitches and jerks as if it’s being electrified. I slip the remote in my pocket.

“I’m going to play with you tonight. You’re going to scream for me.”

I bend my head, touching my lips to her swollen nipple as I keep the vibrator buzzing nearby. She throws back her head and yells. Goddamn it, she’s loud. I have to ignore my cock, straining against my slacks. Jesus Christ, I’m so fucking hard.

The bruises from nights ago stand out like yellow marks on her skin.

“I’m going to have to add fresh marks to your skin, baby.”

I transfer the egg to her other nipple as my tongue plays with her other tit. A surge runs through my cock as I bite down hard. She fidgets and I reach around to spank her again, forcing her to stand still and take it. She moans with relief when I pull back, bite marks shining on her skin. The moans lift to screams when I suck her other nipple. I grab her other breast with my free hand and I grope her. I pinch her nipple until she thrashes in my arms, and then I sweep my hand down her flat stomach. She hides her pussy in her closed legs, and a vicious slap makes her open them immediately. I slide my hand between her lips and a smile tugs at my lips when I discover how wet she is.