Page 31 of Power Play Rivals


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I watch the wheels of her mind hard at work, listing all the pros and cons of submitting to such an order.

“I won’t bite, kitten. Not unless you beg me to,” I taunt, giving my knee two taps.

“Funny. You’re a barrel of laughs tonight,” she grumbles before taking a shot of vodka.

When she takes a deep breath, I know she’s decided to let the night unfold as it may.

But when she starts walking over, I shake my head and tell her not to take one step further.

“From there, kitten. I want to see how badly you want to be fucked tonight.”

Pissed, as well as aroused, she gradually falls to her knees.

The view of her slowly crawling over to me has me hard as a rock.

Her breasts look like two ripe peaches, which I’d love nothing more than to sink my teeth into. And the way her ass lifts up high, peeking out of her skirt, has me making mental notes of all the ways I’ll devour it, too, before this night ends.

When she’s finally within reach, I lean forward, stopping her by fixing my gaze on hers.

“See how far you’ve lowered yourself for my cock, kitten? See how you’ve willingly crawled on your hands and knees just to get a little taste? How does it feel?”

“Fuck you,” she spits out, her cheeks flushed with rage and humiliation.

“Oh, I fucking intend to. I can still taste you on my tongue. How sweet you are. And now, as I stare at you… after submitting to my demands… it only makes me harder.”

When her eyes lower to the hard bulge in my pants, they become two closed slits of want.

“Come here, kitten, and give me your mouth.”

I grab her by the throat and pull her face to mine so I can punish her lips with a kiss. She lets out a little moan with how my tongue subdues hers with ease.

“Thank you for the show. It will be one I won’t forget,” I praise, licking the seam of her bottom lip before nibbling on it.

“Fuck you,” she bites but goes back for another kiss anyway.

My cock strains in its confinement with each passionate kiss.

I’ve never been a fan of kissing, preferring to enjoy other means of foreplay.

But kissing Piper is by far one of the sexiest things I’ve ever experienced.

So much so that if I don’t put an end to this make-out session soon, I’m not sure how much longer I’ll be able to hold out.

And there are so many games I still want to play with her.

Reluctantly, I let go of my grip on Piper’s throat, pushing her to fall back on her heels, still panting from the breathless kiss.

“Pull down my zipper, kitten. I’m not done with this game yet.”

All too eagerly, she places her palms on my knees, slinking her body in between my hard thighs. Her eyes are always on my face as she toys with pulling down my zipper ever so fucking slowly, knowing full well she’s the one in control now.

I concentrate on my breathing, preferring to focus on that than on the torment I feel for not being able to touch her.

This is her show now.

Not mine.

“Take out my cock.” It’s an order, not a request.

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