that he would not allow his mate to think she had gotten the best of him.
Rolling to his hands and knees, he began to crawl across the room , stalking his mate for a little retribution. When she raised her head and looked at him, he rose quickly to his feet and closed the last few feet separating them.
She gasped as he grabbed her T-shirt and pulled it over her head then pushed her pajama bottoms off her body. H e moved so fast , she was as naked as he was before she could fight him off. Wrapping his arms around her, he lifted her clear o f f the floor then turned and walked back to the bed.
“So, you think my falling out of bed is funny, do you?” h e asked, his voice deep and holding a thread of menace to it.
The last of her laughter died away. She wrapped her arms and legs around him as she nodded. “Uh-huh.”
“You do know that payback’s a bitch, don’t you?”
Her eyes widened when he climbed onto the bed and crawled across the mattress with her still clinging to h im . His cock brushed against her slit, teasing her clit and pussy opening and causing her to suck in tiny breaths with each brush of hot male against wet female.
“It doesn’t have to be,” she whispered with a smile so sexy, Tate’s already hard cock jerked in response.
“Oh, no, my mate. You’re not going to get out of this so easily,” he said just before he bent arms and legs and lowered their bodies so the frozen marbles pressed into her back.
“Tate!” she screamed as he shifted his hips.
The first thrust had his cock fully bedded in her hot pussy that immediately began clenching on his length. As she wiggled underneath him, trying to evade the marbles, he started a hard, fast in and out motion. Holding her pinned down with his chest and shoulders, he traced his way down her sides, finding several ticklish spots before he slid his hands under her ass cheeks.
She wrapped her legs tighter around him and lifted into each stroke, the cold hard orbs underneath her forgotten as their need for one another took over. He stroked fingers down the crease of her ass then circled her back hole, earning several gasps and corresponding sighs from his woman. Sliding one finger up the small distance to her pussy, he gathered her juices and swirled them around and around her puckered hole.
He waited until his balls tightened as he neared orgasm before he pressed the finger through the first ring of muscles into her ass. He winced as she screamed in his ear as pussy and ass clenched around him. Two hard, short thrusts and he came as well, growling in response. His cock pulsed , and once again , his legs went numb, something he had never experienced before with any other woman.
Easing his finger from her back hole, he held her tight and rolled them so they lay face - to - face on the mattress.
“Yep, payback is going to be a bitch,” he said with a smug smile after he’d caught his breath.
“I thought that was payback.”
“Oh no, sugar, not hardly. That was fun. Payback will come when you least expect it,” he assured her before releasing her and rolling from the bed. “Now get up and put that little blue dress back on. We have groceries to shop for before I have to go to work.”
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Kimber stared at the checkout conveyor belt and sighed. Their choice of foods could not be more different. She had filled her side of the cart with staples—frozen meals, a case of her favorite soda, chocolate, cookies, and coffee . Tate filled his side with meats and vegetables and foods that needed actual preparation and cooking before they could be eaten. She was shocked that Tate never said a word about her food choices, though she ca ught a glimpse as his nose wrinkled in distaste a couple of times.
Once they checked out, she was shocked that her total was nearly twice what his was. Thankfully, he had given her two weeks rent in cash before they left the house, but restocking the kitchen consumed most of it. Maybe she should see
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