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Hot spurts of cum land on her lips and against her tongue. She remains that way, with her mouth open, and the proof of my orgasm right in front of me. Addicted to her fucking touch, I bring my cock back to her lips.
“Suck,” I order, and like a submissive little mouse, she does. She sucks me hard as if she’s trying to bring my cock back to life. “Fuck, yes,” I growl, my voice sinister. I swipe my thumb over my release, rubbing it into her skin and lips, needing to mark her.
When I feel she’s had enough, I pull back and tuck myself back into my jeans before buttoning them back up. I feel her eyes on me, and I already know she’s wet. Her pussy weeping against her cotton panties.
“Are you…” She pushes off the floor, the words coming out in a stutter, and this is the part of the punishment I’m going to both love and hate.
“Get you off?” I finish her sentence while cocking my head to the side.
She swallows and nods her head to affirm that was, in fact, her question.
I shake my head. “Nope. As badly as I want your greedy little pussy, which I know is drenched and ready for my cock, this was your punishment for lying to me. Now you get to spend the entire day wanting something that I could easily give you, but you won’t receive. Much like the phone number I asked for.”
Anger rises in her features, overtaking the arousal that was there moments ago. I struggle to stop myself from ripping her yoga pants off and setting her ass on the edge of the counter right here in the kitchen to feast, but it has to be this way, even if I don’t want it to be, even if everything in me says to give in to her wanton needs.
“I… I can’t believe you,” She hisses angrily.
“Believe it. Maybe next time you won’t lie to me. Now, wash up and get back to making dinner.” I turn around and head back into the living room for another glass of whiskey. I can feel her gaze on me. It’s like knives piercing into my back.
Guess she shouldn’t have lied.Things are quiet throughout dinner and as we get ready for bed. Fallon hasn’t said more than a handful of words, but the best of all is that she hasn’t denied that she gave me the wrong number on purpose. I’m stupid for being as pissed off about it as I am. It should be expected, but I keep hoping, thinking maybe because I treat her better than I know any other man at that auction would’ve. Maybe she actually wants this?
Before, the trust was growing between us, flourishing like a flower in the sun, but now that flower has been stomped into the ground. That thought makes me want to shake her.
“Do you have to go to the bathroom?” I growl, waiting at the edge of the bed.
“No,” she whispers, not even fucking looking at me.
She’s wearing one of my shirts and a pair of panties to bed. I don’t dare admit to myself the pleasure I get from seeing her in my clothing. It’s irrational and downright insane how much I want to make her mine.
“Good.” I stomp over to the nightstand and turn off the light.
As badly as I want to push her away, I can’t. My body won’t fucking let me. She’s an addiction I can’t kick. I hated myself for leaving her so needy earlier, but I had to do something.
Rolling onto her side, I spoon her from behind and toss an arm over her, tugging her back into my chest. She molds to my body perfectly and lets out a soft little sigh. I’m tempted to bury my face in her hair, but I don’t.
Trailing my hand down her belly, I brush against the waistband of her panties. A shiver ripples through her, and I bite back a chuckle.
“You’re so fucking responsive to my touch.”
“I don’t want to be,” she grumbles. “I wish I wasn’t attracted to you.”
“We all have things we wish were different. Life isn’t fair, that’s just how it is.” I nip at her ear and slip my hand into her panties.
She makes a strange sound in the back of her throat, and I swear the sound has a direct line to my cock. “What are you doing?”
A husky rumble leaves my chest. “What I would’ve done earlier but couldn’t because I had a point to prove.”
My fingers dance over her smooth mound, moving lower and lower while her chest rises and falls faster and faster. She wants this. Wants me so badly, I bet she can taste the release on the tip of her tongue. Dipping a finger between her folds, I find her wet and grin like an asshole. I stroke her clit, rubbing gentle circles against it.
