"I been wanting to see your tits for a month. I been acting real nice and proper, too, and you coming on like they're the crown jewels."

He tore the rest of the silk away. Marcia felt her nakedness, felt her nipples fill with blood.

And when Sam put his mouth around one dark areola, she bit her lip hard enough to taste blood. His fingers kept her head pulled back.

"Ohhhh… please don't, Sam."

"Sam's gonna do what the fuck he wants to tonight, baby." He tongued her nipple, sucked it deep between his teeth and nibbled. He brought her head upright again. "I could have any chick in this town but I wanted you. Ever since I first saw you come out of that store I wanted you. You think I'd give a damn if I hadn't shown you a good time, bought you that damn watch?"

"Maybe you should take the watch back, Sam." She wished she hadn't said it, but it was too late.

His eyes hardened.

"The watch is yours. And you belong to Sam Philbert now." He sneered. "The boys are going to see you tonight and know that your sweet little ass belongs to me."

Marcia dropped her eyes. She wanted to cry.

"You stick with me and you'll have a lot of nice things. You can have any damned thing you want, you stick with me. I'm going to Mexico City next month and you can come along. Eddy and the boys are going to like you. You got some real class, honey."

He pressed his lips against hers. But it wasn't the kiss that made her groan with surprise. It was Sam's fingers that had pushed up the inside of her thigh and twisted aside the silk crotchpiece of her panties. She felt her clit forced down into the seeping folds of her pussy. She felt him rubbing it, rubbing it too hard.

She squirmed her hips, tried to move her cunt away from the touch. A thumb slipped into her cunt and wiggled as deep as it would go. She gasped for air against Sam's kiss and pushed against his shoulders.