Better When It Hurts
(Stripped #2)
by Skye Warren
Publication date: June 4th 2015
Genres: Adult, Romance
Publication date: June 4th 2015
Genres: Adult, Romance
Five years ago we lived in the same
house. He was the ultimate bad boy. And my foster brother.
Now he’s back. Tougher, harder,
meaner. All of it aimed at me, because I was the one who sent him away. It’s
payback time. He wants his pound of flesh, and I am helpless to say no.
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There’s a hundred ways a belt
can be used to hurt me. I know them well.
I turn my head to the side,
addressing him but showing deference too. It’s an instinct now. It’s survival.
“What are you going to do with that?”
“I’d rather show you,” he
says, approaching me, prowling around me.
I don’t want him to hit me
with that belt. Not because I can’t take the pain. I know I can, because I’ve
done it before. I don’t want him to hit me because I might start hating him.
“Wait,” I say.
He doesn’t wait. One hand
takes my wrist. Standing behind me, he leans close. “What do you think I’ll do
with this? Make your pretty skin all red? Make you cry?”
I tense, twisting my arm. It
only hurts me, and I’m still held tight. “Don’t.”
“I’m going to do both of
those things before we’re done here, Lola.” He pauses, loosening his grip
slightly. “But I’m not going to whip you with this.”
There’s only a second where I
can feel relieved before I feel him drawing my other hand behind me. It’s a
mistake to relax around him. Whatever I’m thinking, he’s doing something
different. However much I brace myself, it’s still going to hurt.
He wraps the soft leather
around my wrists, binding them together behind my back. It pushes my breasts
out in front of me. Cool air brushes over my skin, tightening my nipples.
There’s weakness in this
pose, being held, being open.
And there’s strength too, the
pride of being wanted, the power of desire.
“On your knees,” he says so
softly I almost don’t hear him.
I don’t know what he’s
thinking. Whether he sees me as an object he can use or as an enemy he can
conquer. I’m a little off balance, lilting to the side as I sink to the carpet.
His hands cup my arms, helping me down, guiding my gently. It feels more like
worship than anger, more like kindness than cruelty.
At least until the sharp
sound of his zipper rips through the air.
His voice follows. “Candy
doesn’t think I’ll hurt you.”
I shiver at the foreboding
underneath the words. “Yes.”
He undresses slowly,
methodically, exposing rough skin and dark hair and a thick, jutting cock.
I have seen his cock before,
but only in the dark, holding it in my fist while I jerked him off, shadows and
motion. Now I see the skin like the dark side of a peach, almost the color of a
bruise. I see the curve of a vein underneath. I see the head of his cock, fat
and proud and already glistening at the tip.
I see everything clearly
because the saturated late-afternoon light still streams through his window.
Our hours are all backward and twisted. Where another woman would do this at
midnight, would expose her shame to the moon, mine comes open at five o’clock.
“She thinks you’re safe with
me because I protect the other girls.” He approaches me, his cock near my face,
his eyes looking down on me. “I even protect you.”
I choke out the words.
“Because only you get to touch me.”
He nods approvingly. Candy
doesn’t understand, he means. I understand. He’s showing me that we’re together
on this, like some perverted joint mission where I agree to be hurt. And
haven’t I? I showed up here of my own free will. Maybe I do want what’s coming
to me.
Skye Warren is the
New York Times and USA Today bestselling author of dark romance. Her
books are raw, sexual and perversely tender. For those new to her work,
consider the bestseller Wanderlust, Prisoner or the Dark Nights series
starting with Trust in Me.
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