Page 23 of Unleashed

My jaw clenches tighter. “This isn’t about the fucking deal,” I seethe, barely in control. I want to slam him up against his vehicle and fuck the shit out of him. Mark my fucking territory and claim him as mine. “So, was this your plan all along? To mess with my head? To get inside my system and make me believe there could be something between us? You gave me hope and then you fucking gutted me.”

He shakes his head, stepping in closer, and my heart beats faster. “I warned you. Told you you shouldn’t hope.”

“Fuck you, you bastard. I’m in fucking love with you.” He broke my heart. Broke it into fucking pieces. I wish he’d killed me instead of leave me in this pain.

“I’m your first,” he states as if it’s an explanation.

What the hell does that have to do with anything? So the fuck what.

“You’re my only.” I get right in his face. “It’s always been you, Spencer. I tried to shake you. I tried to cut you out of my system. But I can’t. You’ve been the one since that day in the locker room. It’s always going to be you.”

He’s my fucking obsession, and I will fight until my dying breath for forgiveness. I’ll do whatever it takes to make up for all my crimes against him. But the one thing I won’t do is let him walk away from me.

“I never steered you wrong, pet. I told you I was going to destroy you, that I would shred your life apart.”

And he also said he was going to kill me, yet I’m still breathing.

“Then take it all.” I hold my arms out wide. “Take everything I own. The house. The cars. The business. Take it fucking all. Just take me too.”

He grips onto the back of my hair, yanking my head back. The anger locking up every single one of his sexy features. My stomach knots tighter. The rejection is coming. “You want to be mine, pet?” I swallow hard, nodding under his tight hold. “You want to be bound to this monster?”

“For fucking life,” I breathe. It’s all I want. Nothing else matters.

“If you come home with me now, I won’t be setting you free. Understood, Sorent? This was your only chance to get away.”

My gut kicks up with a flock of flutters. My heart is pounding so fucking hard.

“I want to be yours, Monk. Keep me locked in that fucking cage if you want, just don’t let me go.”

His smirk chases it away. The fear. The tension. The years of guilt. It’s all easing up its hold. The pain is starting to dissipate. I don’t care what I am to him, just as long as I’m his.

“There’s one thing you need to know first, Sorent. I’m going after your dad. I intend to make him pay for what he did to you. And for what he did to me. If you aren’t on board…”

I lean forward, pressing my lips to his, swallowing up his last words. My tongue pushes past the seam of his mouth, needing to consume him. His taste makes my dick swell in my slacks. His groan eases the panic that had been choking my soul.

“I’m going to help you take him down,” I breathe into him, my hands running down his chest and tugging his shirt apart. The sound of the buttons flicking to the floor makes my cock pulse. My fingers go right to his hard abs, feeling over every inch before sliding over his stiff pecs. I give his taut nipples a pinch and earn myself another low moan. “I’m going to give you everything I have on him and on the investors.” I start kissingmy way down his neck. “And when the time comes, I’m going to testify against him.”

I close my lips over his peaked nipple and suck. His hands grip onto my head and hold me tight. “You doing this here, pet? For anyone to see.”

I look up, running my hand down the front of his pants. “I want them all to see. I want them to know you’re mine.” A hiss comes through his lips as I wrap his cock in a tight squeeze. “You have a problem with that, Monk?”

Another groan hits my ears as my hand twists up and down his shaft, working him over as I work to get his pants undone with my other hand. I need them out of my way.

“No,” he grunts. “I don’t have a problem with it.”

Good.

“I’m going to suck you fucking dry, and then I’m taking you home and getting in this tight ass.” I give his firm cheek a squeeze, then run my fingers right to that forbidden little spot. Rubbing over the puckered skin, circling it with the pad of my finger. “You gonna let me fuck you…baby?”

He growls again, pushing back against my finger, getting me wedged inside his tight hole. I pump in and out, teasing it open, feeling his ass clenching as I sink deeper. I can’t fucking take it anymore. I need him now.

I drop down to my knees and pull his cock straight between my lips, taking him all the way down my throat. It nearly chokes me when his hips jerk with excitement, eager to fuck me deep. I’m going to let him, but first I want to play. I slide back off his shaft and then give his pretty little round head some undivided attention. Sucking it good and hard. Licking up every little drop it feeds me. Running my tongue over the sensitive spot underneath. Flicking it lightly until his hand is gripping my head trying to push me down on his knob.

I open up for him and let him take the reins, pumping in and out. Speeding up then slowing down when he feels himself about to break. My hands grow hungry and begin to grope. Pulling on his sac and tugging it gently, knowing exactly the amount of pressure to make it jolt him with pleasure. My other hand slides back to his hole again, and my dick grows impatient as I start to fuck him with my fingers. I need to be inside him. Been waiting nearly my whole damn life for this.

When his balls seize up, his cock swelling in my throat, I snap. I drive all the way down, taking him past my gag reflex, fucking starved for his seed.

“Fuck, pet. So fucking hungry for it, aren’t you?”