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“Fuck yes,” he groans. He keeps licking, lapping up all my juices while groaning with delight, and it only adds to my pleasure.

Only when the orgasm has subsided does he pull away and lick his lips. “Fuck me … Delicious.”

All the heat that was in my body instantly moves to my face.

His hand swipes along my clit, and my thighs instantly squeeze together from how sensitive it is. “My pussy.”

SLAP!

I squeal, feeling the sting of his hand against my pussy lips. “Why did you have to do that?”

“Because I like it,” he says, smiling like a motherfucker. “And you do too.”

“What? I never said I—”

He stands up and grabs my throat, silencing me with a single move. I can barely even gasp as he leans in to whisper into my ear. “Stop. Lying.”

He plants a soft, delectable kiss below my ear, sealing the deal, while his hand still toys with my pussy like it always belonged to him, and it’s driving me insane with lust.

Why, why, why do I have to be like this?

And why is it so easy for him?

He smirks against my skin, and I fucking hate how it feels, hate how arrogant, how desperate he makes me.

But what I hate the most is how my own damn body has betrayed me.

Because he’s right.

I want it.

More than anything.

And I don’t want him to stop.

Until he waltzes back to the bag of groceries he just plopped onto the table and pulls out a carrot … and a devilish smirk forms on his lips.

Oh, God.

Chapter 23

Liam

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A mixture of lust and fear settles in her eyes, and it gets me riled up like nothing else.

I stalk toward her, dangling the carrot in front of her.

“What are you going to do with that?” she asks.

A devilish smile forms on my face. I’m not going to answer a rhetorical question.

Oh no … I want her to simmer in the unease of excitement, the thrill of what may come.

I go to my knees in front of her and circle her clit with my tongue again.

“Oh, God,” she murmurs.

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