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“Your cock doesn’t think it’s a mistake. You want me.”
“What I fucking want and what I take are two different things. I’m not like those sweet lovers you’ve had.”
I try and laugh, but it comes out a moan as he sucks on my lobe. How can every part of me be on fire and on the verge of some kind of full-body orgasm? But that’s how I feel. Every part he touches reacts like he’s working my clit.
He takes my mouth again in a hungry, dark kiss, one that makes my eyes roll in my head, and the rest of me want to climb out of my clothes and ride his hard, big cock. Because it is hard and big. I must be driving him insane with the hand job. He shudders a little. I run my thumb over the head and through the pre cum, just to hear him groan and buck up into my hand.
Tizio kisses me again, deep, hot kisses that roll through me, down through bone and atom, down into my being.
The man is magic, and I try and find my words.
“N-no one said they were sweet.”
“Fuck, Karlee.” His hand drops back between my thighs, and he pushes my panties to the side. He shoves two fingers in me, and I clamp down on him as bliss flies short and brief through me.
“I don’t need sweet. Just you, Tizio, and what you’re doing to me.”
“This, Karlee, isn’t even the beginning if you fucking keep on this path. So, don’t start something you can’t finish. Do I make myself clear?”
Chapter Eleven
TIZIO
I finger her roughly for a minute because I can’t fucking help myself. She’s so unbelievably tight. So insanely wet, and she just had a mini orgasm. But I make myself stop. I pull my hand away and stare at her. She’s disheveled, like she’s been fucked, and she’s been anything but.
“Do I?”
She’s a little drunk from what we just did, and she’s still working my cock. “Or maybe you can’t finish, Tizio. Old man like you.”
I need to stop her, pull her hand away, except it feels so fucking good, borderline torture, like that taste of her I had with my fingers. I’m fighting the fucking urge to bury them back in that wet, tight heat.
So, instead of going for the prize, I tease at the edge of her soaked panties, dangerously close.
“That all you got?” I tug her head down so her ear’s at my mouth and I trace the delicate curve with the tip of my tongue, savoring the shiver that runs through her. “Because I’ve neverhad a problem, Karlee, not in that arena, and this taunting isn’t how you get me to fuck you.”
She’s still working me, rocking her hips with a small shift to the side to get my fingers back at her sweet, hot cunt, but every time she does, I shift my fingers. Keeping her just to the edge, and her movements get slightly jerky. I know I’m getting to her.
“If you won’t tell me how to do that, then I won’t know.”
Oh, fuck she’s funny. That’s the thing about her, she’s unexpected and sassy and makes me want to laugh in the best and most dangerous ways. She touches something. The center of the flame, and this is pure playing with that fire. A game on two levels. It’s teasing, provocation, and something deeper and far more deadly for the vulnerable parts in both of us.
For all her gumption and fucking attitude, she’s still only twenty-two, something I keep on about because I keep fucking forgetting. For all my cynicism, experience, and age, I’m more than aware no one’s got me this hot in a long ass time.
“Karlee, stop that.”
“You’re pushing your dick into my hand.”
“Jesus, fuck.” I bite her ear lobe hard, making her yelp, and it’s only then I realize she’s not pierced. Not even an earring. From touching her clit, her lower lips, seeing her belly button in the car, not anywhere else, either. “You make it hard.”
“You’re telling me.”
Mouthy brat. I move down and suckle on a spot I’ve marked on her throat and run my tongue over where the knife bit into her flesh. She rewards me with a guttural sound that runs along all my senses.
I need to stop. Dump her off me, put my junk the fuck away, and be the adult in the room.
“Karlee.” This time, I grab her hand and ease it off me, and she slips her other hand through the short strands of my hair. “We can’t do this.”
“Is there a law?”
