[Atticus’ POV]
I stare down at Tabitha as the pain on her face slowly begins to fade, and when a slow smile begins to form on her lips, I know that she isn’t going to stop me from doing what I want. Instead, she wraps her legs around me, trapping me in place.
“Do your worst,” she says seductively while moving her hips, so my d**k moves in her. “I’m not afraid.”
“You should be,” I counter, grabbing her hip and squeezing so she stops. “I’m not a gentle person. I don’t make love; I f**k, and I don’t stop until my partner is unable to move.”
And that was only when I was playing with them. I didn’t know what I would do, given the f*****g draw I felt toward her. Maybe I wouldn’t be able to stop. If that were the case, then I would most certainly hurt her, so some ground rules needed to be pu
