Blake’s POV:
“Scarlett, you’re staying at a hotel tonight.”
It took only seconds before angry pounding erupted from the other side of the door. Scarlett’s voice cut through, sharp with indignation.
“Blake, what are you doing?” Her fist hit the door again. “You promised to take care of me. Are you breaking your word now? The pitch of her voice rose higher. ‘Is this how you take care of me? Bringing another woman into my home?”
I drew in a deep breath, working to keep my temper in check. “Don’t forget what you promised me, Scarlett. This can easily stop being your home at all.”
I felt Anna’s confused gaze on my back. She had no idea about the arrangement between Scarlett and me,
After a long pause, Scarlett’s voice came back, resigned. ‘Fine… I understand.”
When I turned back to face Anna in the bedroom, my anger hadn’t subsided. “Happy now?” I snapped.
Her eyes flashed with irritation. Something about seeing her here made my blood boil in a different way.
and I intended to keep it that way.
I yanked my tie loose and strode toward her. “Anna, I’ll give you anything you ask for. Even if people call me sex–crazed, what the fuck does it matter?”
“What are you talking about? Who would dare say that about you?” Her eyes darted around, looking for something to defend herself with.
I caught her wrists and bound them with my tie. Her eyes widened as I claimed her mouth with mine.
When I reached for the silk scarf around her neck, she fought back with unexpected ferocity.
I paused, looking down at her, feeling a surge of satisfaction at her resistance.
“We’ll save this for last,” I said, eyeing her scarf. “The sight of you completely naked except for this scarf… that will be beautiful.”
I pulled her against me. “Anna, you’re my gift. I saw anger flicker across her face before her eyes filled with tears.
‘Can you untie me?” Her voice trembled. “Please? I’m scared.”
I froze, then let out a cold laugh. “Scared of me. We’ve been together for years, and you’re scared of me!”
Rage erupted inside me. I tore at her clothes, gripping her chin, forcing her to look at me. I covered her eyes with
my
hand.
‘Remember how cruel I can be,” I growled, “so you’ll know how gentle I am with you!”
unbuckled my belt, folding it in half as I gripped the leather.
‘Fuck you, Blake! Let me go!” Anna thrashed against her restraints on Scarlett’s pricey sheets.
I flipped her onto her stomach and brought the belt down lightly.
“Ah!” Her cry morphed into a husky moan. ‘Stop… no…”
I leaned in, pinning her neck while my other hand slid down her spine. “Your mouth says no, but your body…” My fingers found her wet and aroused. telling a different story.”
*You know what? The more you fight, the more I want to see you fall apart.
“I fucking hate you,” Anna panted, her voice cracking with pleasure.
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Chapter 193
Do you? I ripped off the last of her clothes and flipped her onto her back to face me.
I shed my own pants in a hurry, my cock springing free, hard and throbbing, the tip glistening
with pre–cum,
betraying
my own hunger
The sheets rustled beneath us. I threaded my fingers through Anna’s hair, tugging just enough to make her look up at me.
“You’re drenched. It wasn’t a question. My fingers explored her pussy again, stroking her swollen lips, feeling the tight pulse of her entrance. Do you get this wet for every guy, or just me?”
“Go to hell…” she muttered, but her thighs parted instinctively, inviting my touch.
I thrust into her without warning, my cock sinking deep into her tight, wet pussy. Anna gasped, her bound fists clenching, nails biting into her palms,
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