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She was too lost to the feel of my fingers playing her cunt like she was an orchestra and I was her goddamn maestro to respond with anything other than a whimper.
“Come on, Dani, can’t leave your friends waiting around with their dicks in their hands. Throw the fuckers a bone and show the pervs how pretty you are when you come on my face.”
29
Ask me where I was, and I’d tell you I’d died and gone to heaven. Because the feel of Dani’s thighs squeezing my head as she ground her drenched cunt back and forth over my tongue was otherworldly. A celestial experience. Spiritual ascension if I’d ever heard of it.
She was making those little sounds again. The ones that told me she didn’t care who was listening. My eyes were drawn upwards to watch her. What I could see of her. One palm flat on the wall and bracing her upper body, her head tipped to the side, and her hair flowing freely down her back just begging to be pulled. I dug my fingers into the meat of her thighs, not caring whether or not this breath was my next or my last.
Either way, I was content with the fact that I’d lived a full life.
When her movements began to stagger, her rhythm uncoordinated, I growled deep in my throat. The vibration of my vocal cords traveling across the lips of her pretty pink pussy and sending my girl flying over that edge of bliss. Her body jerked with the shock waves and I took the opportunity to suck in a deep breath and lap my tongue along her swollen cunt. Drinking down everything Dani offered me on a pussy-flavored platter,while wrapping my lips around the ball of her clit piercing. I tugged just slightly on the jewelry with my teeth, enough to have her shuddering one more time before I was done with her.
“There’s my good girl.” I grinned while pulling her down next to me on the bed. Her chest was still heaving and she had that satisfied smirk on her face—the one that screamedattaboy. At least to me it did. “Feel better?” I asked as I wiped a hand across my cheeks before sucking my fingers clean.
Fuck if I’d waste a drop of that well-earned juice.
“Much.” She sighed, her eyes glued to the ceiling and an arm draped over her face. The air smelled like sweat and sex—and maybe a little bit of blood—but I wouldn’t change a thing about it.
“You really think they were watching?” I cocked an eyebrow and turned my head in her direction. My heart skipping a beat at just how perfect she looked at this moment.
“Probably.” She laughed. “Why? Does it bother you?”
“Which part?” I grunted, shifting aside so that I could watch her, read her cues as she spoke.
“The fact that I fucked at least one of 'em before. The fact that at least one of 'em wants to fuck me? The fact I might let 'em.”
She was baiting me. Testing me. Because taking that knife for her wasn’t enough to prove I was in this with her for the long game. Nothing I’d done, said, shown her surpassed those doubts she had in that head of hers. And I couldn’t be sure they ever would. This girl would back me up to the edge of an emotional cliff and shove me over before she’d ever admit she liked having me around. Something that would be a problem for a lesser man. With a smaller ego.
Lucky for the both of us, I wasn’t that man. I wasn’t fragile. And I didn’t mind beating her down with my affections. I’d smother her if I had to. Fuck her when that wasn’t good enough to make her stay. And tire her out till she was too exhausted torun. It was a hard job but someone had to do it. And I was more than happy to offer myself up as tribute.
I sucked in a breath before composing myself enough to respond—just because I knew what she was doing, it didn’t mean it didn’t get under my skin. The thought of her with someone else… The realization that she might just do it to push me away… And I’d have to either get over it or move on.
“Dani, your past is the fuckin’ past. I don’t care who you fucked before me. As for them wanting to fuck you? Can’t do much about that either. Half the male population is right up there with them on that platform. Probably just as many females. And when it comes to you fucking anyone else in the near future? Ain’t gonna happen, dollface. Not if I do my job and keep you plenty satisfied. Which…” I reached out a hand, tipping her face up and forcing her to look at me with hooded eyes. “I seem to be doing just fine, if I say so myself.”
I watched her nostrils flare, her eyes narrow, and her jaw set tight. I’d hit a nerve.Good.
“Here’s the thing, pretty boy. I’m gonna fuck who I want. When I want. How I want,” she hissed.
I nodded. “And that’s perfectly fine.”
“Really?” she gritted out. I could hear the sarcasm dripping from the six-letter word.
“Yup.” I popped my lips dramatically because. Just fucking because. “Who? Me. Over and over again. Until we’re both too tired to move. When? A few seconds ago, and again very soon. Let me grab a glass of water and my tongue is yours for the taking. And how? Well, that’s lady’s choice, baby girl. Just tell me where you want me and I’m your guy.”
30
Istomped down the hall, my boots clacking against the cement flooring with each step I took closer to my destination. My legs were bare, the t-shirt I’d borrowed ending just below my thighs and causing a chill to run up my spine and dissipate some of the rage boiling under my skin.
This was childish.
I didn’t give a fuck.
I had something to prove. To myself if no one else. And I’d set the world alight if it meant being right. Fuck anyone who got in my way.
I turned the corner, down another long hall, glancing left then right before saying fuck it and going straight. Like I said, this place was a goddamn maze and I might as well have been a test rat trying to sniff out my cheese—which would be whoever the fuck I ran into first.
My eyes flitted over to the camera directly in front of me. “Bugs, Donnie, Casper… whoever the fuck is behind that lens right now, we need to have a fucking chat.”
