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As he spoke, his free hand moved down to cup my pussy, rubbing against me the same way I was working my hand against him. Against my will, my hips moved, pressing into his touch, silently begging for more.
Godsdammit. I do not beg.
Maybe I wouldn’t, but apparently my vagina had no problem abandoning all shame and pleading for exactly what she wanted.
Merrick smiled against my lips, nipping and biting and stealing more of my breath as he worked several fingers in a tight circle around my clit. “Feeling my hard cock in your hand is turning you on, isn’t it? If I slipped my hand inside your panties right now, I’d find you dripping for me already, wouldn’t I?”
“Why don’t you try it and find out, asshole?” I taunted, my heart slamming against my ribs as I sneered into his kiss.
“Hm. I think I will.”
He pulled his hand away so quickly I almost stumbled forward, my greedy pussy chasing his touch like I’d never had an orgasm before in my life. I caught just a glimpse of Merrick’s smirking, too-handsome face before he spun me around to face the back of the closet.
Instinctually, my hands reached out to grab onto one of the shelves at the back, and it was a good godsdamned thing I did, because a second later, Merrick roughly yanked open the zipper and button on my jeans, then shoved them halfway down my legs in a smooth motion.
He pulled my hips backward, and then one large hand slowly traced over the line of my lower back, sliding inside my panties and massaging my ass cheeks.
Then it slid even lower, curving around the apple of my ass and slipping between my legs, and when Merrick discovered how wet I truly was, I felt the groan that rumbled in his chest.
“I knew it.” His voice was husky. Raw. “I knew you missed this as much as I did, Ari. Godsdamn you.”
His words landed like a punch to the chest, both the need and the lingering pain in his tone making pain bleed inside my sealed up heart.
Fuck. It wasn’t supposed to be like this.
He wasn’t supposed to know I had missed him.
; Gripping the shelves so hard my knuckles turned white, I craned my neck to look over my shoulder, shooting a glance at him. He was standing right behind me, one hand lewdly shoved down my panties as he slid two fingers inside me.
“Yeah,” I panted, making sure to keep my eyes hard, devoid of emotion. “You were a pretty good lay. I guess.”
His nostrils flared, and I got what I’d been aiming for. Pain flashed in his eyes. He’d been more than just a damn lay, and we both knew it.
“Yeah? You missed using me for my cock?” His face was stony as he thrust his fingers into my pussy one more time, then withdrew them completely. He took three large steps backward, lips curling into a sardonic smile. “Well, maybe I’ll just go give it to someone else. There are plenty of girls at this school who would be more than willing. Trust me.”
I scoffed, disbelief warring with disappointment in my head.
He wasn’t bluffing.
If I wanted him to stay in this closet, if I wanted him to fuck me, I was going to have to ask for it. Nicely.
This fucking asshole.
I could feel wetness smearing my thighs, and my pussy ached. My clit throbbed, demanding more attention. Not even bothering to pull my damn pants back up, I turned around to face him, forcing my mouth to form words.
“Don’t go.”
He arched an eyebrow, one hand moving down to stroke his cock, drawing my gaze down with it. His thick length was straining against his pants so hard it had to be painful, but he wouldn’t even give me the satisfaction of unzipping his fly. He let out a small groan and laughed when he saw me shudder.
“That’s all you have to say to me, Ari? Don’t go? I can see your cream sliding down your thighs from here. You might want to try a little harder.”
Uh, nah brah.
If I’d learned one thing from my years of fighting in the underground ring, it was to never roll over and give up just because your opponent got the upper hand.
When that happened, you fought back harder.
