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mine.”
    I swallowed and stalked toward him, ripping
the panties from his hand before hissing, “It’s not yours.”
    Quick as a striking snake, he pushed me up
against the wall and shoved his hand between my thighs.  He cupped my bare
pussy, his thumb rubbing against my still-swollen clit, and I made a soft moan
of submission as he grinned fiercely at me.
    “Tonight, this belongs to me.  Say it,
kitten,” he demanded.
    I gave him a defiant shake of my head.  His
smile widened and he bent his head and took my mouth in a rough, demanding
kiss.  He kissed me until I was breathless and squirming against his hand.  He
slid one finger deep inside my pussy and I cried out into his mouth.
    “Say it, kitten,” he repeated against my
mouth before nipping my bottom lip. 
    “It’s yours,” I whispered.
    “That’s right, all mine.”  He nipped my
bottom lip again before sliding his hand out from between my thighs.
    I flushed bright red when he slipped his
finger into his mouth and sucked away the moisture.  “You taste fucking
delicious, Maddie.”
    The desire in his voice brought another
flood of wetness between my legs and he grinned harshly at the look on my
face.  “I wish I had enough time to properly taste you.”
    I moaned as a vision of his dark head
between my thighs popped into my head and he kissed me a final time, thrusting
his tongue into my mouth before licking my upper lip.  “Another time, maybe.”
    I pulled up my panties, sliding them
awkwardly under my dress.  I washed my hands and splashed water on my face,
smoothing my hair down as best I could, as he made a snort of impatience.
    “Come on.”
    He held out his hand and I took it gingerly
as he led me to the door of the bathroom.  “Remember what I said, Maddie.  If
you want to make it out of here tonight, you do exactly what I tell you to do
and you keep your mouth shut.  Understand?”
    I nodded and he searched my face briefly
before leading me from the bathroom.
     

Chapter 2
     
    R iley
     
    I had lost my fucking, goddamn mind.  I
should have kept my mouth shut, but the woman standing in the doorway had
reminded me so strongly of Andrea that I had been on my feet and shoving my way
toward her before my brain could tell me to stop.
    She didn’t favour her in looks.  Andrea had
been the spitting image of our mother, small and blonde with light blue eyes
and tanned skin.  The woman standing in the bar was tall and curvy with dark
hair and eyes and pale skin.  Her tits were fucking amazing, wrapped up like a
Christmas present in that tight-as-hell black dress.  She had wobbled in on
those ridiculous ‘fuck-me’ shoes and half the dicks in the room had sprang to
attention, mine included.
    But it hadn’t been her pale skin or her
large tits that had me rushing to claim her as mine and save her from the gang
like I was some goddamn Prince Charming wannabe.  No, it had been the obvious
fragility that surrounded her like a thin shield and the wounded look in her
eyes – the same one that had been in Andrea’s and I had ignored – that had made
me do it.
    And I swear on the fucking grave of my
mother – God rest her soul – that I had meant to only pretend she was mine,
that I was going to hustle her out of the bar and take her somewhere safe, but
then I had tasted her and my good intentions had flown out the fucking window.
    And Jesus, the way she had looked at me in
the bathroom – a man only had so much willpower.  She wanted me to fuck her and
I never turn down an offer to stick my dick in a warm pussy.  And now that it
knew exactly how wet and tight she was, my dick was crying out for more.  I
wiped a trembling hand across my forehead as the woman stumbled behind me.  I
gripped her hand and threw her a scowl before hurrying her down the hallway.
    It didn’t matter how wet her pussy was, or
how fucking hot she had looked bent over that sink while I fucked her, I had
made a huge mistake and I needed to get her out of