It won’t happen. And stop groveling, it’s excessive and it disgusts me,’ he said tonelessly. He kicked his legs free of her grasp, knocking her ...o the floor in the process and was gone. Marcheline lay curled naked on the floor of the foyer for a long time, her grief coming in bursts that alternated between pitiable whimpers and gut wrenching sobs. Eventually, she got up and stumbled naked and unseeing into the kitchen and came out with a bottle of earthy Martinican rum. She sat on the big red. There’s a thicket ahead, close to the path but dense enough to conceal us. Craving intimacy, I think about guiding you off the path to that secluded dell. I want our kisses to be undisturbed, blossoming into prolonged passion, our hands wandering at will. I want to run fingertips over your flesh, feel your heat, your taut muscles, your hot breath on my neck. I want to fall under your spell as you lay me down among the bluebells and slide your hands along my inner thighs, parting them.Still. Oh yes, are you ready?… Oh fuck…”As she came into my face she was pounding my head with her midsection and sucking the skin off two of my fingers. She came in a vibrant rush and I swear she could have spray-painted the far wall if my head hadn’t been there to stem the flow. She howled and growled and dug me until her thrashing finally ebbed to softer spasms.“Oh God, Chad fuck me…” she implored.“Not yet!” I said.I flipped her over on her stomach in one fast move and climbed on top of her and. “I wanted those three to pay, not for them to have a butt load of pleasure at my expense.”The creature turns to look right at him. ‘Funny you should say butt... ‘“Don’t go there,” he growls.‘Very well,’ she says, her lips turning up into a vile grin. ‘No one asked you to put me on in the first place.’“You didn’t argue with me doing it either,” Trent counters, sounding ridiculous. “Whatever. I can’t just let you do whatever you want to do to me.”‘Very well,” she says, letting him play right into.