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“Don’t ever hide shit like this from me again,” I order her.
She just stares into my eyes.
“You want me.” I don’t make it a question. “You. Need. Me.”
She licks her lips, nostrils flaring. I can tell that she’s itching to deny what I know is the truth. I know Molly too well. She’ll fight me tooth and nail right to the bitter end. But that all stops when I’m buried deep inside her and she’s screaming my name. Only then will she admit that I have any power over her.
The same way she has her own brand of power over me.
“Answer me.” I lean in, lightly tracing her lips with my tongue. “Part those pretty lips and confess. I want to hear it or I won’t let you come.”
Molly jostles in her seat despite my light grip on her hair. She nods but doesn’t say a word.
“You never make it easy. Oh well, more fun for me.”
I let go of her again and take three long steps to the counter. Picking up her favorite vibrator, I press a button on the side with my thumb and return to her, delighting in her series of moans from the buzzing noise before I even make a move to touch her.
“One way or another, you’ll tell me what I want to hear.”
“You’re playing dirty. No fair,” Molly replies breathily.
She sounds as though she can’t think straight anymore. Her eyes narrow, lips parting while I hone in on her sweet spot with the vibrator. I see her flinch before it makes contact with her clit, and as I rest it lightly on her hood, she spreads farther apart. Her face is awash with abandon as she grinds her hips into it, trying to control how and where the toy lands. That’s not happening. I let her settle into a rhythm, relishing the way she rolls her hips and the way her moans become louder, filling the air as she finds her own pleasure.
Then I pull it away.
“You wicked bastard,” she cries out, but I see the hint of relief on her face.
“Is that any way to ask me to put it back?”
She nods frantically, so much that some of her hair flies over her face.
“Tell me what I want. Maybe you’ll get it. Simple.”
She frowns, letting out an exasperated sigh. The woman’s always been stubborn. I send her another message instead of wasting precious seconds to argue my point. Placing the vibrator back on her mound, I let her have a few more seconds of pleasure, and as her eyes close again, I move the toy away yet another time. She’s no closer to her climax, even though my entire body aches to watch her become completely undone.
“Fuck. You.” She grinds out the words through clenched teeth.
“Yeah. I get it. That’s what you want me to do. But I won’t give it to you until I hear it. Say it.”
“Fine,” she cries, trying in vain to inch closer to the pulse of the vibrator as I hold it mere inches from her slick flesh. “I need you, Tate. Do whatever the hell you want with me, just please let me come.”
Satisfied, I hold back the laughter threatening to erupt from my lips at the mix of longing and hostility in her sexy light blue eyes. They’re almost blue-gray, matching her heightened need. I have no doubt that once I give her what she wants and have my way with her, she’ll want to kick my ass from here to next Tuesday for this extreme deviation from our play.
Or she’ll get over it.
She should know that today is different.
I drop to my knees and undo the ankle bindings, then rotate her bar stool so that she’s facing the kitchen island. My rigid cock throbs. A trickle of precum is at the tip as I shove my jeans down to my ankles. Picking her up at the waist, I bend her over the counter. Molly’s out of her element now, unbound and desperate. We both are. She lets out a little cry, trembling beneath my touch. I love how eager she is. Neither of us could’ve known we’d both become this frantic and impatient, determined after such a reversal of our usual sex games. This is exactly how I needed to see her after what she’s gone through.
Damn straight, she fucking needs me.
She’d better not forget it.
Unable to hold back a second longer, I grip her hips, lower my head to her back, and bury my cock deep into the warmth of her slick pussy until I can’t go any further. She shudders against me and pushed her ass back for more contact. I deliver punishing strokes into her, and she cries out my name, begging me to fuck her harder. I pump my hips, sinking into her, moving with sharper jerks at each forward and backward movement as if this is my last fuck of my life.
