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bellied and without an ounce of reservation. That’s my Flint. My mind halts. My Flint? Since when have I ever considered him mine? Was it when I first saw him holding up the bar at the converted granary that served as the Death Lords’ compound? I remember the insolent way he looked at me, as if my pencil skirt and blazer didn’t exist. Was it the time I spent with him as he took me around the town of Fortune, interviewing potential witnesses? Or maybe it was more recently when I noticed he was following me, from home to the office. Somewhere along the line, he’d become mine and that’s why I became so restless, dating other men in hopes of driving Flint from my mind.
    “And you’re going to get more. I’m going to shove my cock up your tight little cunt until you are dripping.”
    His words are so graphic, so crude yet so arousing. I can’t stop the my body from responding to him even if I wanted to. But I don’t.
    I know I’m safe with him and that I can trust him. Why am I holding back? I don’t know. If I keep holding back, I won’t get everything he’s willing to give me and I get the sense that I only have to ask and if it’s in his power, he’ll make it happen.
    All I want for him is to fill the blank and colorless spaces in my life with his big presence. So I give in. I give up. I give over.
    “I want you Flint. I want your big, fat cock inside me. I want your mouth between my legs. I want to get on my knees and suck you dry. Everything. I want everything.”
    He groans and slams my body against his. “You are going to get it all, Amy.”
    His mouth covers mine again. He’s still demanding. He still domineering. But this time his kiss is infused with tenderness. I don’t mistake this for love. I don’t believe he loves me. But he lusts after me and I’ve wanted his big body pressed against mine for so long, I’d take him even if he hated me.
    He tugs on my hair to angle me just perfectly for his invasion. His tongue stabs into my mouth and at the same moment, his fingers penetrate me from below. I whimper against his mouth and strain toward those fingers.
    “You need more Amy?”
    I nod. With quick and efficient motions, he unties my hands, rips off the blindfold, and pushes me backward onto the bed. He steps forward, between my legs and with a rough jerk pulls me to the edge of the mattress.
    I lick my lips in anticipation.
    He reaches inside the open zipper of his jeans and pulls out his beautiful cock. And it is beautiful. The shaft is engorged with blood and the veins stand out prominently along the sides. At the end, the head is glistening with his pre come. He gathers it in his hand and smooths it down over the bulbous head and down the strong shaft.
    “Are you ready?”
    I’ve never been more ready for anything in my entire life.

Chapter Five
    Flint
    A my’s eyes are a glittering pool of need. This is a woman who hasn’t had love in a long time, maybe not ever if I can trust all the intel I’ve gathered about her. She’s cut herself off and now she’s starving for it.
    I part her legs and slide the angry red tip of my cock along her cunt. She shudders at the light touch and falls backward.
    “You might want to hang on,” I whisper. “This is first time around is going to be hard and fast.”
    “Promises, promises,” she chokes out.
    Always the ballbuster. I clench my ass cheeks and drive into her. She screams at my invasion, arching up from the bed.
    I wasn’t kidding when I told it was going to be rough this go around. I’ve been waiting too long for this and from the way her pussy clenches me at every backstroke, like she’s afraid I’m not returning, tells me it’s the same for her.
    My thumb presses down on her clit and she writhes, snakelike, in wild, erotic movements. I have to grab her hips to hold her still as I can thrust into her.
    “Your little pussy is sucking hard on my cock. It wants to milk me dry. You ready for me to come all over you?”
    She thrashes