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She likes it rough.
But then again, most bad girls do.
When I let go of her head, and she doesn’t stop with the erratic tempo, I know I’m two seconds away from coming in her mouth.
And we can’t have that, now can we?
No.
Piper deserves to be rewarded, not punished.
And I have just the reward.
“Enough,” I grunt, pulling her new favorite toy out of her mouth.
Piper wipes the tears away from her cheeks, and a part of me feels guilty for having debased her like that. No matter the spurt of jealousy I might have had, she is not mine to have that type of territorial sentiment with.
I wipe the drool from her lips and snake my hand behind her neck. I then kiss her temple and gently let her go before I stand up, taking her by the hand so she can stand with me.
“Where’s your room, kitten?”
When she flits her gaze behind her, towards a hallway, I pick her up in my arms and head in that direction.
“I’m tired of playing games. I’d rather fuck you instead.”
Chapter 6
Piper
I can’t believe that this is really happening.
I’m about to have sex with Trent Nichols, of all people.
The same man I’ve dubbed as being the biggest heartless cunt of the entire NHL.
Though my opinion of him has hardly changed in the last half hour, I will say one thing about him—the man sure knows what he wants and isn’t afraid to get it. And though I know this is one bad idea, I can’t deny that I’m excited for him to have his wicked way with me.
If the elevator ride to my apartment was any indication, then I’m about to have one hell of a time.
And from the way Trent is rushing down the hallway towards my bedroom and opening the door with one solid kick, it seems like he can’t wait to start, either.
Huh.
Who would have thought this whole Alpha thing would turn me on so much?
When he ordered me to crawl to him, I had half a mind to kick him out of my apartment and finish what he started with the toys I keep on my nightstand. But I must admit, crawling to him and seeing his dark eyes become two black pools of want and desire really got my motor running.
“You still with me, kitten?” he asks, eyeing me intensively as he lowers me to my bed.
There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.
I nod instead of telling him what was running through my mind.
“Good. Because this is when we have the talk.”
“Talk?” I ask curiously. “And here I thought you were more of a man of action rather than engaging in polite conversation.”
The low chuckle he lets out ignites me from within.
