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“This is what you asked for.”
Cavendish's free hand curled over Bartolomeo’s shoulder to steady himself as he leaned forward, teeth sinking in just beneath the curve of Barto’s shoulder blade. They left a dark, visible mark when he pulled back to lick up the salty sheen of sweat and soothe the burn and it sent a possessive ache straight to Cavendish’s chest.
“You wanted to feel it when I’m gone. So I’ll make damn sure you can’t think about anyone but me. I’m going to fuck you so hard you won’t be able to get out of bed tomorrow. Won’t be able to do anything except lay in your filthy sheets, sore and aching, and think about who ruined you.”