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“Mine.”
“That doesn’t count. You want me.”
She’s got that right. My plan was to set her bed up and stay on the sofa working until she went to sleep because otherwise, this girl might just go into my room, and I’d be fucked. So would she. And I just might be fucked anyway.
How the hell does she climb inside me like this? She’s too young, not my fucking type. Hell, I’ve never been into women more than a few years younger than me. Never ones so fucking mouthy and in my face. I like submissive in the bedroom women, the kind who have that natural submissiveness in real life when we date.
Not doormats, I mean sexually submissive, a streak that often shows outside the bedroom. A charge of the power where they can make me want to fuck them stupid, just be a small drop in their gaze or a shift in their stance.
It’s a game, an exchange of power, and that comes from someone who knows what she can do.
Karlee is . . .
She’s fucking something else completely. She’s a brat but not that submissive fight-it brat. She’s something new, and she intrigues and draws me in. I don’t know what she’ll be like in bed. I?—
I need to stop. Now.
Besides, she likes fucking Harold, that idiot.
I start to move her from me when she leans in, not caring I’ve still got a grip on her hair, and she feathers her mouth over mine.
It’s one hell of a fucking kiss. Sweet, romantic, and sexually charged.
The kind of kiss that can go anywhere with one single pressure change. A kiss that holds all the possibilities and each of them delicious.
I pull her up. “Karlee, we have to stop.”
“You’re right.” I release her. But before I can do anything else, she slides off me and to the floor.
I could get up. I could just go, but her hand is back on my cock, and the word resolve has vanished from my vocabulary. Then, everything goes haywire.
Her mouth, my cock.
She’s soft, wet, and her tongue works over me as she sucks me in deep. She comes up, sucking hard on the tip, only to go all the way down again.
Oh, fuck, I haven’t been this excited about a blowjob since my first one, since she put her hand on me.
I can’t think, only feel, and her mouth is phenomenal. She works me up and down, hand at the base, and it’s all I can do not to grab her head and fuck the hell out of her face.
“Fuck, you’re a dirty, filthy thing, aren’t you?” The words tumble from me as I push up into her, and she starts to work me harder like it’s her life goal to blow me. I’m fucking there for it. Right or wrong, I am there. In this moment, this second, I’m nothing but hers.
“Such a sweet little slut, ready to get her face fucked, ready to pound my meat?” I run a hand over her hair before tangling it in the strands once again. I don’t push. It’s the measure of the moment, to see what she has, and the filthier, nastier I get, the more she seems to want me.
“I know you are. You fucking live for it, don’t you? Want me to fuck your skull like it’s a cunt, to blow my load down your throat, have you swallow and lick it clean. I want you where you belong, naked, on your fucking knees. Ready? I want to plunder your sweet ass, mess up your cunt, make it all hurt so good you’ll be begging for me. I’ll make it so no other man can come close to what I do to you.”
I need to stop. I need to pull it back in. She’s not ready for this shit, for the humiliation I get off on, the women I choose live for.
I need to, and I can’t.
She’s too good, she’s too dangerous, she’s a fucking brat that plays by her own rules and yet dances to my beat, my song. She instinctively sings with it all, and it’s one hell of an aphrodisiac. Fuck the sirens. No ropes can hold me to a mast when she’s got her mouth on my cock, when she’s swallowing me down like a good, nasty little fucking girl.
“You need to be punished, whipped, that ass so fucking red you’ll come just by me touching you. And you need it because you won’t fucking do what you’re told. You taunt me with that tight little body, all that heat, the tattoo on your back I want to bite and whip. I want you in tears and licking my cum from the floor. I want you covered in it. I want you begging me to fuck you senseless.”
Oh, Christ.
Karlee’s human crack, and I’m a fucking addict.
She looks up at me, and it’s a snapshot that burns itself into my brain. Her lips stretched around my cock, tears on her face, all that fucking saliva priming me.
