Contempt (Sin City Salvation #3) Read Online A. Zavarelli

Categories Genre: Angst, Biker, Contemporary, Dark, MC, Suspense Tags Authors: Series: Sin City Salvation Series by A. Zavarelli
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Total pages in book: 195
Estimated words: 185573 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 928(@200wpm)___ 742(@250wpm)___ 619(@300wpm)
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She watches me with a heavy gaze, her teeth snagging her lip as she tries to bite back the sounds of her pleasure and torment.

“Please stop punishing me—” Her request dies in her throat as my mouth slips down to her ass, my tongue nudging against her.

“What are you doing?” she squeaks.

“I never did fuck you here.” I lick her, my dick swelling with violent need as I do. “Did he?”

She shakes her head frantically, squirming all over the counter until I slap her thigh.

“I don’t know!” she cries out. “Oh God.”

I push two fingers into her pussy, stretching her apart while I bite her ass cheek. The uncertainty of her response only serves to irritate me, and now all I can think about is withholding her orgasms and unloading my dick in her ass.

She bucks against me, trying to steal what I haven’t told her she can have yet. This earns her another smack to the thigh.

“Do it again, and I’ll tie your hands behind your back and fuck you all day without letting you come,” I warn her.

“You’re being a dick!” she snaps.

“I never promised to be nice.” I push both fingers deeper into her pussy, and she moans.

“Please,” she begs.

I spank her again, this time just because I fucking want to. She whimpers, and I give her another one, and another, beating her ass red while I finger her wet fucking cunt. She falls back against the counter, catching herself on her elbows and praying to a God that won’t grant her relief. In this house, I own her pleasure, and if she’s looking for a higher power, I’m the only one she’s going to worship.

“Madden,” she whines as spasms wrack her body. “Please, please, please.”

“Because you asked so nicely.” I thrust my fingers up inside her and eat her out at the same time, over and over, until she screams my name loud enough to make the walls shake.

This time, when she comes, she squirts all over my face like the filthy little deviant she is.

It takes her a minute to catch her breath, and when she glances down to see me lapping up her come, pink flushes her cheeks.

“Oh my God,” she blurts out. “Is that normal?”

I pause to meet her gaze, and my stomach clenches. As many times as I’ve reminded myself she’s a liar, there are moments like these when she looks so sincere, I have to question it, too. Touching that subject will only complicate things even more than they already are, so I ignore her and focus on my baser wants. When I rise to my full height before her, she peeks up at me with eyes at half-mast and a drunken expression of pure bliss.

“Inside,” she pleads breathlessly as she opens her body up to mine.

I drag my cock along her wet pussy, and my balls tighten as I slowly nudge inside her. She has to be sore from last night, but if she is, she’s not saying a word. Her hot cunt is so tight for me I’m struggling to keep myself in check before I even get started.

When my eyes collide with hers, she’s watching me like she wants to crack open my skull and pull out all my thoughts.

“Are you thinking of her right now?”

“No.” I stiffen as the lie slips between my teeth. Part of me hopes she’ll argue because it’s so much easier to fuck her when we’re fighting.

“Why did she choose him?” she asks.

You were mine first.

I kiss her to shut her up, and Bianca responds by biting my lips and tugging until we both taste blood. She said she wanted me to fuck her nice, but what she meant was she wanted me to fuck her like I’m keeping her. And it’s clear to me that neither one of us will walk out of this kitchen without some battle scars.

Her nails claw their way beneath my shirt and into the skin of my back, burning her brand into my flesh. In response, I withdraw my dick and slam it back into her, squeezing her hips in my palms so she has to bear the full brunt of my length.

She moans, and her head falls back, exposing the delicate skin of her throat. When I see the mark I left on her last night, it sends a shock straight to my dick. I sink my teeth into that space, imprinting my claim on her again. Bianca’s entire body arches back, granting me complete access to her as I fuck her into the kitchen counter. She’s never looked as hot as she does, spread out naked for me and full of my cock. I still resent the fuck out of her, but I also know I’ll never have this with anyone else. Nothing has ever even come close, and it only makes me hate her a little more.


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