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hall and see us, but Sadie doesn’t seem to care.

“I want you,” she breathes. “I need you.”

And who am I to deny her anything?

Sadie

Deke’s big hands grip my head, holding me still for his kiss. He backs me against the wall and presses himself against me. And I feel him—all of him. Either there’s a giant gun in his pants, or he’s excited to see me.

My pussy spasms. “Yes,” I breathe.

He kisses down my neck, his right hand still gripping my hair. He tugs me into position, taking control. His other hand finds the edge of my cute little dress and starts to draw it upwards.

And then I realize I’ve made a mistake.

“Wait,” I gasp although I hate to slow him down.

“Not waiting,” Deke growls. “You want this.”

“No, not that, I do want you, but this dress...it’s pretty tight and…” I trail off, wishing I didn’t have to explain. “I’m wearing...shapewear.”

His brows knit together, and he slips his hands under my dress, where he

encounters what I’ve been trying to tell him about.

“What is this?” he growls, sliding his hand along the tight bodysuit, trying to find my skin. “It’s like armor.”

“Yep. Girl armor. Guys wear it too. I think Scott has some although he’d never admit it.”

“Fuck.” His hand goes between my legs, where the bodysuit has made me smooth and sexless as a Barbie doll. “It’s a fucking chastity belt.”

I let out a hysterical giggle. “Yes.”

His laugh is pained.

“Fudge.” I press my center against his palm, grinding. “Just tear it.” I feel his nails scrabbling along the sausage-casing-like tube, trying to find purchase, so he can rip the damn thing off me. Meanwhile, I’m about to explode from the friction of his demanding touch.

“Fuck this shit,” he snarls and grabs my hips. He lifts me bodily, so I’m hitched up between the wall and him, straddling his leg above the knee.

“Grind down, baby,” he orders, and I do. I grab his shoulders and ride his thick thigh, dragging my greedy pussy up and down. The prominent ridge of his quads provides the perfect place for me to rub. I rock my hips, angling so the hard muscle rubs me just right.

There's a rip, and Deke drags the top of my dress down. His fingers find the top of my strapless bra and tug it down. He bows his head and licks my nipple.

“Oh fudge.” I brace my hands on his broad shoulders, dig my nails into the bunched muscles like granite under my palms, and rock my hips faster. Deke groans, pressing me up against the wall.

“I’m close.”

“Thank fuck.” He hitches me up higher, and a little growl escapes my throat. I surge against him, trying to find the right amount of friction.

“That’s it, baby. Take it.”

My orgasm rises, white hot, burning my brain. I press my face into Deke’s shoulder, and as I climax, I bite down to stop my cry.

“Fuck,” he grunts.

“Oh God,” I pant. “Oh God.” There are voices outside the hall. I want to scream at them to go away. “We have to get back to the party.”

“Fuck that.” He bundles me in his coat to cover my torn dress and scoops me into his arms. “Our room. Our bed. Now.”

Sadie

To my delight, Deke uses his stealth superpowers to slip past the party undetected and carry me to our room.

Once there, he sets me down and turns to lock the door.

I back into the dark room, letting his jacket fall from my shoulders. My torn dress gapes open at the front. I raise my hands to fix it, and Deke growls.

“Your eyes,” I murmur as he prowls forward, and I back away slowly. His eyes seem to glint in the dark like a cat’s—a bright green. Shivers run up my spine at the sight of him, a predator looming in the darkness, stalking me.

“Take off your clothes,” he growls.

I halt, and I raise my chin, standing my ground, delighting in this game.

“Or what?” I challenge playfully.

“Or I'll remove them for you.”

“Promise?” My voice is breathy. Breathless.

He moves faster than a guy his size should be capable of. His hands are on me, ripping fabric. With a few harsh cracks of sound, my dress and shapewear are no more. I can't say that I regret it.

I kick the remains of the fabric away. I'm naked but for a bra and a tiny lace scrap of panties.

“Your turn,” I say and put eager hands on him.

His t-shirt feels as soft as it looks. I whip the dark fabric off, revealing the toned, tanned expanse of Deke’s chest.

“I need you,” I gasp. “Now.” My hands fumble at the button of his jeans. Things aren't happening fast enough.

“I’ll give you what you need,” he murmurs.

I give a fake growl and shove him down onto the bed. He lets me push him, falling backwards, his gaze undressing me as I climb over him. I am Naughty Sadie. Sadie Uncaged.

“Eager, baby?” he asks, chuckling.

“Shut up.” I grin, and I straddle him and work open the button on his pants. My thighs strain as they splay over his giant frame.

His big hands cup my butt. “You're a bad girl.”

“Yes. Yes, I am.”

His eyes light with green-gold flame. He rolls, so I'm under him then flips me over and smacks my ass. “Bad, bad girl.”

“Yes.” I knead the bedspread with my hands, bracing myself and pushing my ass up in the air. “Yes, I am.”

Deke smacks my ass again. “Bad girl.” He drapes his lower half over me, rubbing his cock into the crack of my ass. Then he lifts off and spanks me harder.

I hiss, gritting my teeth against the sting of his palm. Deep inside, the pain undergoes some beautiful alchemy, so with each smack, bliss radiates from my core. I moan and push back into his punishing hand.

“Fuck, yes,” he mutters. And then my panties are off, and his mouth is on my backside, his stubbles scraping the chastised skin.

I cry out as he licks between

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