Chapter 63

• Kane
• “I disagree,” is all he says before backing her up against the counter, placing his hands on the top of it, caging her in but not touching her. Yet. He leans in and whispers against her ear, “You’ve always been Blackwell property, baby.” He feels her shiver when he presses into her, his already hard cock digging into her hip.
• She slides her elbows back to rest on the countertop and juts her chin up at him. Oh, she wants this to hurt in the best possible way. “Do you like when I’m rough with you? When I make it hurt until you come all over my dick?” He asks, reaching up to rip the bust of her dress over her tits, letting the fabric flip under her breasts which pushes them up for him.