3. Punishing Kiss
313 Words
“You kissed her!” Julie bellowed. She had just come through the opened door of the motel. “You freaking kissed her when I expressly told you not to. How am I supposed to believe you when you say you love me?”
“She was the one who kissed me. I didn’t even respond to her kiss.” Henry, who had been sitting, defended while rising to his feet.
“I don’t believe you!” Julie cried out, still angry as hell.
Henry, who had been approaching her slowly, sped up through the last few steps and choked his sister against the doorframe.
“I’m understanding and all, but I don’t answer to you, is that clear?” He hissed through gritted teeth.
Julie tried to fight him off, to claw at the hand that was choking her, but to o avail.
She gasped for air and that’s when he spit in her mouth, and repeated his question, “is that clear?”
Right after the words left his mouth, he released her, and then kissed the living daylights of her. She pushed at his chest in a feeble attempt to free herself, but they both knew she was faking it.
The passionately punishing kiss lasted for a minute or so before they had to part for air.
Julie looked at him through heavy-lidded eyes, desire obviously overwhelming her, and he simply smirked at her before saying, “I’m yours baby girl.”
That reassured her a little bit and brought a smile to her face.
“You better be,” she responded cheekily.
He just chuckled at that.
They remained standing that way for a little moment before Henry abruptly yanked on his beautiful sub’s red hair. “Let’s get this night started.”
- Writer
