Chapter 18: The Punisher

“Not more, Decker,” she resisted.

He kept the last piece of apple in her mouth.

“Don’t show me your puppy eyes; you know I am controlled by them,” he smiled.

She bit his finger. He hissed through his eyes but never let his twirled lips come down.

The hurt given by teeth, smoothed by her warm lips when she sucks the same finger the next moment. His caring gaze hooded with lust, looking at her luscious lips, sucking the tip of the finger.

She pulled back with the effect of taming the sleeping beast.

“Finish the last bite,” his hand clutching her jaw gently, caressing her lips like he played all the dirty thoughts her mouth could do to him.

“Finish it for me,” he touched the bridge of her nose.

She bit her lower lip and blinked at those innocent peers, waiting for his next instruction.

“Let’s get you out of here,” he whispered.

She tried to stand by herself, but Decker picked her up in bridal style.

“Don’t hustle, my love. I will not let you do anything except...”

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