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“Don’t look at me like that,” he laughed, running a hand through his hair. “You don’t have any idea what you’re asking for.”
“Oh, that sounds familiar and really hypocritical,” I oozed in a fake sugary voice.
“There’s no need to rush, we’ve got all the time in the world for me to give you what you’re so desperate for.”
“Desperate? Ciaran, I can get dick from anyone. I’ve never been desperate.” I began to stand. He closed the space between us and wrapped his hand around my neck.
“The only person that’s going to be anywhere near your pussy is standing right in front of you.”
I started to laugh, the sound slightly off with his hand adding pressure. “That’s cute.”
“Nah. What’s cute, puppet, is how naïve you are. I’m going to fuck you like the whore you so desperately want to be fucked like and set a precedent no other man will ever be able to match.” He stroked the column of my throat and relinquished his hold. “But you have to earn it.”
I glared at him as he stepped away again. “You’re talking a little too much about how magical your dick is. I’m starting to think you’re full of shit.”
“That’s ironic, coming from you. You’ve been playing pretend for quite some time now.”
At my confused look, he laughed and crossed his arms over his chest. “I’ve been able to see through this bullshit persona you’ve got going on more vividly than I can the shirt you’re wearing without a bra.”
I dipped my chin to my chest, already knowing what I’d find: nipples hardened, pressing against the fabric of my crop top.
Face flushing, I boldly met his eye again and cleared my throat. “Are you done now?”
“Like I said, I haven’t even gotten started.”
“You sound like a bitch.”
“The fuck did you just call me?” He lowered his hands to his side, his eyes darkening.
Okay, maybe that had been taking it too far. I lifted a strand of hair, toying with the ends.
“Speak up, puppet. I can’t hear you,” he goaded.
“You’re a cock-tease, Ciaran,” I shrugged.
Before I could take another breath, I found myself in the same position Leonard had just been in. He knocked me onto my back, nearly pulling me off the bed with the force he used to drag my sweatpants down.
My underwear went with them, shoes removed within seconds and tossed across the room, everything else joining them.
He tore his shirt off, revealing all the ink I hadn’t gotten a chance to see. His body was everything I imagined it would be perfectly muscled in all the right places.
His six-pack led to a perfectly V-shaped waist, the lines travelling to what I could only assume was an ample sized dick.
He didn’t let me ogle for long.
His hands wrapped around my thighs, pulling me forward until my ass partially hung off the mattress. Dropping down to his knees, he placed my legs over his shoulders and buried his face in my pussy.
The second his tongue pressed against my clit, I forgot about everything but him. All that mattered was this moment and what we were about to do within the confines of this room.
He ate me like he was starving, alternating between fucking me with his tongue and his fingers. His teeth nipped at the sensitive flesh, every added sting pushing me closer to the edge.
I whimpered and moaned, back arching as he assaulted my pussy with his mouth.
A chill swept down my spine, and I shoved my fingers through his soft brown locks, forcing him deeper, clenching around his tongue.
I was so wet I didn’t just feel him slurping my juices, I heard it. He dragged his tongue up to my clit, closing his lips around it and biting down. I cried out, bringing my hands up to claw at the duvet, needing something to hold onto as pure fire ignited within me and my body convulsed. My eyes slammed shut as my head lolled back.
Laughter followed on the heel of the kisses he placed on burning skin as he moved up my body, lifting my shirt in the process.
He pulled it over my head, leaving me completely naked beneath him.
“Fucking gorgeous,” he said softly.
I peeled my eyes open and reached for him, wrapping my arms around his neck and pulling him down.
He pressed his mouth to mine in a kiss that was way more tender than I expected. I sucked the taste of my come and arousal from his tongue, pussy clenching for more of him.
“You should get some rest,” he said when we finally broke apart, brushing some hair out of my face before beginning to move away.
“No.” I sat up. “You know what I want. Don’t make me beg.”
He reached down and traced the outline of my lips with the pad of his thumb. “Then take it, puppet. It’ll only make you want what I’m withholding that much more. I’m not rewarding your tantrum with what you need. You don’t deserve it.”
