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  I’d already come once, and now I wanted another orgasm.

  Moving my fingers to my pussy, I started to stroke myself, teasing my clit. Sliding my hand down, I felt his cock, and he groaned as I teased him. There was so much wetness that for a second I was embarrassed. Then, with how damn cocky he was, I didn’t care. Let him think he was God’s gift to women—he wasn’t. Well, maybe his dick was but I wasn’t about to tell him that.

  He slapped my ass, making me yelp again but I loved it. The pain was out of this world, and so damn wonderful. I wanted to get dirty, to be dirty.

  “Fuck, baby, I’m not going to last.”

  Malachi pounded inside me and it had me screaming as his cock hit the hilt inside me every single time. I screamed, begged, and fingered myself to orgasm.

  I watched as with a growl, he slammed inside me one final time, and even with the condom covering him, I felt every single jet of his cum as it filled the condom. His cock pulsing with each wave of release. He must have a lot of cum, and I could imagine him pulling out of me, and the white strands dripping from my cunt.

  Damn, I wanted to be bad, I wanted to be fucking porn bad.

  “Oh, baby, what I would give to watch my shit pour out of you. It’s got your name all over it.” He juddered a few times before pulling out.

  I collapsed to the bed, rolling over and smiling. He could walk right out that door, and I’d be so damn happy. Staying on the bed, I listened to him move around the room, probably going toward the bedroom. Unable to help myself, I glanced toward him, witnessing his nice tanned ass. I wanted to bite that ass. Instead, I lay back down, satisfied with my two orgasms.

  Malachi wasn’t a nice person, but I didn’t need nice when his cock was more than satisfactory.

  Seconds passed, and I jumped as he suddenly appeared beside the bed exactly where my head lay.

  “You don’t think for a second that I’m done with you, do you?”

  His cock looked flaccid to me, and the tip had a droplet of water. Reaching out, I flicked my tongue against his wet tip, tasting water. He’d washed himself, which I found oddly ... sweet.

  “I thought you were leaving?”

  “Do you really think one try with you is all it’s going to take to wipe out this need?”

  I rolled over and got to my knees. I had to see this clearly. Wrapping my arms around his neck, I stared into his eyes. “Are you telling me, cocky Malachi has me underneath his skin?”

  “Violet, shut the fuck up.”

  “Oh my God, I’m under your skin, and there’s no way to get rid of me, oh no. I’m going to stay there.” Flicking my tongue against his nipple, I gripped his cock, which had started to go hard. “Do you want to fuck me again? Take my ass this time? Do you want that?”

  I didn’t know where this confidence was coming from, I only knew that I wanted him. Releasing him completely, I turned on the bed, bending down and showing him my ass. Running my hand over my ass, I slapped it. “You want inside this, Malachi. You want to claim it, have it filled with your cum? You don’t have to wear a condom to fill me here.” Maybe that was stupid to suggest, but I wanted to feel his bare dick in my ass.

  What the hell was I doing? I didn’t even recognize myself. I only knew that I didn’t want it to end, and that I liked him being ... taken with me.

  Running a finger from my clit up to my pussy, I pressed a finger inside, getting it nice and wet before drawing it back to my anus. “If you want it, then take it.”

  Chapter Seven

  Malachi

  “Get on your fucking hands and knees and let me see that ass,” I growled out, so on edge I was about to spray cum all over her tits and belly.

  When she was in the position I wanted, I smoothed my hands over her back, across full hips, and along the crease of her ass. Yeah, I was going to be fucking her big, sweet ass real soon.

  I spread her ass cheeks wide, took in the sight of her tight hole, and the red, swollen cleft of her pussy, and couldn’t stop myself from groaning out loud. My mouth watered for a taste, and my cock jerked in response.

  Grabbing her hips in both of my hands, I curled my fingers into her soft, warm flesh. “Lift those hips for me and thrust your ass back.” She was spread so wide for me. I moved an inch closer so my groin was flush with her ass, my cock right between the crease of her bottom.

  She was braced on her hands and knees and pressed her ass closer into me. I ran my hand up her spine, moved her hair over her shoulder, and stared at the look of pleasure on her face. Her ass was succulent and perfectly round, perfect for me to fuck.

  Fuck, where had she been all my life?

  I squeezed the globes of her ass, gripping the skin and parting it slightly so I could get a nice, unobstructed view of where my dick would be going. And then I brought my hand down on her left ass cheek, watching as her flesh shook for me.

  Fuck, I love smacking her ass.

  She was all but grinding herself back on me, seeming desperate for it.

  I grabbed my cock, stroked myself from root to tip, and loved that she gasped out in pleasure. I slid my hands closer to the crease of her bottom, and then slowly ran my finger along the tight in hole in the center.

  “Tell me how much you want my cock back here, filling you with my cum.” I leaned forward slightly and let a drop of my saliva trail off the tip of my tongue and onto her asshole. “Tell me,” I demanded.

  “God, yes.”

  I placed the tip of my dick against her anus.

  She looked at me over her shoulder and breathed in and out roughly. “Fuck my ass.”

  I closed my eyes and grappled for control. “I could devour you right now, and it wouldn’t be enough.” My cock was so hard, my balls drawn up tight. I moved my hand around her belly and between her thighs and slid the digits between her soaking slit. I brought the fluid to her clit, rubbing the engorged bud back and forth. Hearing her moan had a stab of pleasure moving through me.

  “You’re making this worse,” she moaned. “Fuck me already.”

  “Baby, I’m just starting.” Grabbing her waist again, I started to push into her ass, feeling the tight ring of muscle at the entrance open wide for me. I clenched my jaw as I continued to tunnel into her ass. She made these little sounds, and that turned me on even more.

  “This won’t be the last time I have you,” I said, needing her to know that. I fucked her ass in long powerful strokes, felt my orgasm rise up, but wanted her to get off first. I reached around and rubbed her clit again, and she came for me so quickly I couldn’t stop the grin that spread over my face. When I knew her orgasm had stopped, I focused on finishing this, knowing she might be getting sore.

  “Yes,” she moaned.

  I pounded my cock in and out of her ass, my saliva and her pussy juices making the way smooth. I leaned back and spit on the length of my dick again, maybe not technically lube, but working well enough for this situation, and hot as fuck if I was being honest.

  And then I felt my orgasm claim me. I groaned deeply and filled her ass with my spunk. She clenched her inner muscles around me, and I threw my head back and let the ecstasy wash through me. “That’s it, baby,” I said and continued to pump my jizz into her ass.

  She moaned for me, and it made me get off even harder.

  When she’d wrung every last ounce of cum from my balls I sagged and breathed out. I gave her ass one more smack before pulling out. I stared at her asshole, saw it gaping just slightly, and watched as my cum started slipping out of her hole.

  “Fucking hell,” I groaned. “That’s so damn hot.” I reached out and used my finger to push my seed back into her. “It belongs in you,” I said possessively.

  I lay down beside her and breathed out, feeling pretty fucking good.

  But then we heard the front door open and close, and heard fucking Rowdy calling out for her.

  Yeah, shit just hit the fan and got real.

  Chapter Eight

  Violet

  The last thing that I
wanted was for my brother to start a fight, and so reacting quickly, I kicked Malachi off the end of the bed, wrapped myself in the sheets, and rushed toward the door to squeeze through it. I felt his cum leaking out of my ass, but I wasn’t going to let them fight.

  The apartment was too small for the two of them. Not only was the apartment small, but I didn’t want my brother beating the shit out of the guy that I had just fucked. Malachi’s cock was so damn good, and I didn’t even care if I didn’t get a chance to have him again. I’d had him twice. It would be hard to find another like him, but the good thing about men was there was always plenty to choose from.

  “How was the party?”

  “Fine. What are you doing?”

  I held the door partially shut and smiled at my brother. “You don’t want to know.” He really didn’t. I would never tell him that Malachi was in the room with me. Or that he’d just come inside my ass. Not a chance.

  He’d be living.

  “I’m heading to bed. I’ve got to get to the gym early tomorrow.”

  Shit.

  Rowdy was always a light sleeper. I was going to have to keep Malachi in my room until Rowdy left in the morning, and we’d have to be quiet as hell. “Goodnight.” I waited until I heard his door close before breathing out. I slowly turned around. Malachi was on the edge of the bed. “You can’t leave,” I whispered, feeling so damn panicked. “He’s a light sleeper, and I just have this feeling you guys will see each other. I don’t need a fight between you two.”

  “You embarrassed by me?”

  “No. I don’t want a fight to start, and Rowdy will kick your ass.”

  Malachi smirked. “You don’t think I can take him.”

  “You’re both evenly matched.” I walk back to the bed, throwing the blanket over, and climbing on. Grabbing a pillow, I settled down, knowing I wasn’t going to get much sleep, not with Malachi in the same room and Rowdy just a few feet away.

  “Please, I could take him.”

  “Malachi, I don’t care. Rowdy is my brother. Leave him alone. You’re going to have to stay until morning. He’s leaving early, so you can leave just after him. It would be peaceful.” I closed my eyes, my whole body sated. I’d never been fucked in the ass before, and I never thought I’d enjoy it. The whole ass fucking had been a huge surprise for me. When I felt the bed dip, I opened my eyes to find Malachi laid next to me, staring at me.

  “What are you doing?”

  “I’m getting comfortable.”

  “Isn’t this a little personal for you, like intimate?” Maybe this was an odd question given the fact we’d just had sex.

  “Baby, I was just inside of you,” he asked in a husky growl.

  “Girls chase you for this, for a little attention. You’re the cocky bastard who thinks you’re God’s gift to women.”

  Yeah, I was going there.

  “Violet, I just had my dick in your pussy, and then your ass. What does anyone else have to do with right here and now?” He all but pursed his lips. “How about we just worry about repeating those actions?”

  “You think that is all that matters to a woman?” I asked.

  “I’d say I’m doing a pretty good job of keeping you satisfied, so maybe that matters to you?” He winked, and I swore I felt my heart jump to my throat.

  I couldn’t help it, I laughed, but it was me trying to cover up how hot he made me. I was trying to be strong here. “Oh, Malachi, you’re so funny. You’re so cocky and full of yourself you don’t even see that women are using you.”

  He knitted his brows. “What?”

  So, it seemed the arrogant Malachi had never thought it possible a woman could be the one using him for a piece of ass. It was funny, but more so because I was trying to play it off like that’s what I had been doing, when really that hadn’t been the case.

  “From what I’ve seen, you don’t show any other interest but a few hours between the sheets. I bet you don’t even care if you upset anyone, do you?” I asked.

  Malachi stayed silent, and I saw that he was thinking about what I said.

  I could do this; play the part just like he’d played so many other women in the past. I would not let my emotions get in the middle of this.

  “You don’t have to answer that,” I said softly. “Because I don’t want anything else from you but what we just shared.”

  God, why did saying that hurt as much as it did?

  Malachi

  Why did her words sting so much? I didn’t understand it, and that pissed me off. I fucked women, and I forgot them. It was a bastard thing to do, but I never claimed to be some gentleman that would coddle and tell a woman I loved her.

  Yet, Violet ... she’d gotten under my skin, and I didn’t know how to get rid of those emotions. I didn’t know if I wanted to. How had she even known what she was doing to me? Did she even know?

  I watched as she closed her eyes, as if she were done with the conversation. I sure as fuck wasn’t, but I wasn’t about to let her see how much her words bothered me, or what I felt.

  Before tonight I’d never done any of the chasing. Women chased me, I fucked them, and that was it.

  Now, I didn’t know what to make of it, what to make of what I felt or was starting to feel for Violet.

  I didn’t say anything for long seconds, but I had a lot of nervous energy moving through me. “Violet,” I finally said, not able to keep my mouth shut.

  She gave me a hum in return, and I could tell she was starting to fall asleep. But when the silence stretched on, she opened her eyes and looked at me.

  “I don’t want this to just be about fucking.”

  She did a good job of hiding how she felt, but I could see her expression change.

  “What?” She had surprise in her voice.

  I nodded. “Yeah,” I said and ran my hand over my mouth. “This is all new to me, but I want more with you.”

  Another moment of silence passed. “Okay,” she said softly.

  So, she’d been playing it off like she didn’t want anything more than my cock in her. I felt pride and pleasure fill me.

  I’m a cocky bastard, but I didn’t want to be that way with her.

  I watched as Violet fell asleep, saw the change in her breathing, the way she relaxed even further.

  I must have fallen asleep because banging on the door woke me.

  “I’m heading out, Violet,” Rowdy said on the other side of the closed door.

  “Okay,” she said and looked at me.

  After several seconds, and only when the sound of the front door opening and closing came through, did I see her visibly relax.

  “It’s safe for you to leave now.” She went to get up, but I pulled her down and close to my body. She gasped, but I could tell it was pleasure-filled.

  “I meant it when I said I wanted more.” I rose above her and looked down at her mouth. “I’m going to pick you up at seven tonight, and we’re going to do this the right way.”

  Violet stared at me, her eyes wide, but finally she nodded. “Okay,” she said and smiled.

  I smirked. “I want something more with you, baby. We might have done things a little backward, but I’m going to do right by you.” Then I leaned down and pressed a kiss to her lips. “Wear something sexy tonight. I want all the motherfuckers that think they could have you to know you’re mine, and what they are missing.”

  Chapter Nine

  Violet

  It’s just dinner,” I whispered to my reflection. I smoothed my hands down my shirt and went lower to pick a piece of lint off my leggings. He said to dress sexy, but I only went as far as actually wearing a push-up bra and showing off some major cleavage.

  The sound of someone knocking on the front door had my heart stilling. Rowdy wouldn’t be home until late, maybe not even at all seeing as it was a weekend and he might pick some chick up. But that was okay, because I was so aroused just thinking about Malachi that I didn’t even know if I could get through dinner without mauling him.


  I can do this.

  I hoped I could, at least. I was scared, my emotions pretty strong for Malachi. Playing off what I felt could only go so far.

  I went to the front door, grabbed the handle, and breathed out slowly. When I finally opened it again, my pulse jumped at seeing him. He wore loose jeans, but ones that still encased his raw power and showed me exactly how strong he was. The dark shirt didn’t hide the fact he had muscles upon muscles—or the intricate tattoos that covered his flesh. I thought about how he looked naked, how he felt on top of me.

  My entire body heated.

  I sure as hell hope I can do this and not make a fool out of myself.

  Malachi

  The restaurant I took Violet to was intimate. I wanted it that way, because I didn’t want a crowd, didn’t want anything deviating from my time with her.

  We were sitting in the corner booth and just finished eating. The conversation had been “safe,” but I had a feeling she’d wanted it that way. I kept my focus on her, wanting to just reach across the table and kiss her senseless, but I held back, waited for signals from her.

  The silence stretched between us now, and I knew it was because she was nervous. I hated that I brought that out in her, or maybe her feelings for me were a hell of a lot stronger than she let on?

  It was a nice thought, but I wasn’t holding my breath. She knew my past, my reputation. She may want nothing to do with me after this.

  “Violet,” I said, staring at her face. I was trying not to check out her rocking cleavage, because although I’d done that plenty tonight, I didn’t want to come off as some fucking sex-crazed fiend.

  Even if she brought that out in me.

  “I like you, a hell of a lot. It’s not just about sex. I mean that.”

  Before I could finish saying anything, Violet surprised the hell out of me by rising up and leaning over the table to kiss me.

  That shut me the hell up. A low sound of need left me when she ran her tongue over my bottom lip. I liked that she took control. It made me hard as fucking steel. I cupped the back of her head, tangled my fingers in her hair, and tilted her head to the side to deepen the kiss. Our tongues moved together, and I heard her moan.