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My thighs clench.

…Put that cunt on my face…

My breath catches.

…Suck me…

My lips part on a gasp.

My heart is pounding and my temperature has skyrocketed underneath his penetrating gaze. I know he can read every single emotion I’m feeling; he knows every thought I’m imagining. He knows because he’s thinking them too.

I take a steadying breath and swallow.

It’s just sex, Summer.

Yeah, right, and Bill Gates is just a computer nerd.

I muster all the control I can and walk back to the counter, Rock’s eyes following me with every single step I take. I putter around pretending there’re so many things to do, shuffling steamer cups, rearranging spoons, and wiping nozzles. The energy emanating from Rock has me vibrating. He hasn’t left, and I haven’t told him to.

“You look like you could use an orgasm or ten right now, princess.”

My nipples scream and everything in my abdomen pulsates.

Ignoring him, I ask, “What are you still doing back here? Don’t you have something you need to be doing?”

He smirks. “You.”

His hand reaches between my legs and cups my heat through my jeans. Although the move shocks me, I instinctively want to rub myself against him. But my body immediately stills and I stiffen.

“Princess,” his fingernail scrapes over the fabric and my clit.

“Yes?” I respond breathlessly.

“I want to make you come right now, right here.” Another slow drag of his nail.

My legs slide apart a few inches.

“You can’t.”

He quirks and eyebrow at me.

He rubs my clit through my pants, knowing exactly where it is.

My eyelids dip and I have to stifle a moan.

“I can’t?”

“I meant don’t.” I really mean I need you to, but you shouldn’t.

“Well, now that I have your complete attention,” another slow scrape, “I don’t want to fuck Sasha.” He brings his face a little closer, close enough I’m the only one who can hear him, with enough distance to remain discreet. “This pussy,” the heel of his palm grinds against my mound, He’s torturing me. He’s using my body against me and controlling me. “This pussy is mine. The only one I want, mine to do what I want.”

Yes.

Yes.

YES.

I’m panting, almost ready to beg him to shove his hand down my pants and get me off. We’re in the middle of a room full of people. In public. When did I turn into such a dirty little kink?

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