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She whimpered with need and instantly wanted to choke the sound back. “I’m not–”
“Princess, are you lying to yourself or to me? I think there’s an easy way to find out.”
Rose hesitated for a moment more before pushing through the door and into the bathroom, muttering a curse as she tugged him through after her.
The countertops were dark green and black marble with splashes of gold for the sinks and taps and the chandelier light made the room seem dimly lit but the bright lights surrounding the three mirrors above the sinks showed the pink flush on Rose’s cheeks clearly. Blake flipped the lock on the main door and the noise seemed too loud in the stillness of the room.
“Now, one of us is a liar, and I think it’s you.”
The carpet was dark and plush and Blake didn’t hesitate as he sank to his knees in front of her. He was tall enough that on raised knees his head fell to just beneath her breasts and she could feel his hot breath through the material of her dress. She was grateful for the short skirt as he slid his hands up over her calves and thighs, gathering the material and shooting her a look of sheer dominance. “Hold it,” he demanded and she obeyed.
“Are you ready to admit that you lied to me yet?” Blake pressed three firm kisses to the inside of one thigh and her breath left her in a ragged exhale, the material of the dress slipping a little until he grabbed her thighs and forced them to bend, so only the wall behind her supported her back as he spanked her ass. “I said hold it, princess.”
He pressed three kisses to the inside of her other thigh and she melted, still holding tightly to the skirt of her dress. Still, she wasn’t ready to give in so quickly.
“I didn’t lie,” she repeated. “I haven’t thought about you once since yesterday.”
“I thought about you,” he said, surprising her. “Thought about the way you moaned for me, the way you spread these pretty little thighs… just the way you are right now, princess.”
A gasp left her as he pressed a kiss closer to the place she wanted him most and then placed another on the opposite side.
“Did you do as I asked?” he murmured, tongue just barely tracing over her clit through her soaked panties. “Did you call my name while you touched yourself?”
“No,” she said hoarsely and couldn’t control the way her hips rocked when he spanked her again, the sharp sting making her throb with want.
“Are you lying again, princess?”
“I’m not lying,” she hissed out through clenched teeth. “I didn’t touch myself and think of you.”
“But you wanted to, didn’t you?”
Rose didn’t answer and his low laugh said her non-reply didn’t matter. They both knew the truth. Her desire was right there for both of them to see, glistening on Blake’s fingers as he pressed two inside her and curled them when she moaned for him.
“I hope you’ll remember things a bit more clearly this time,” he said and she opened eyes that she hadn’t realized had closed and looked down at him as he smirked. “I’d hate to have to remind you again.” He set a slow, aching pace as he moved his fingers in her, stretching her with a third and rewarding her with a kiss over the top of her panties when she writhed. “Say my name,” he panted, blue eyes so dark they could have been black, and a lust-hazed smile draped itself across her mouth when she saw how much this was affecting him, the way his erection pressed against the tight confines of his trousers. “Say my name, princess, and I’ll give you what you need.” Blake pressed his tongue against her clit through her panties again for emphasis and she rocked her hips helplessly but remained silent, knowing this was teasing him more than her and laughing breathlessly when he cursed.
“What will it take to get you to beg for me, princess?” His words were husky as he pulled his fingers away, ignoring her whimpered protest, and dropped his hand to his fly. The sound of it being lowered had her eyes latching onto his movements desperately, eager for a glimpse at the naked flesh beneath even as she hated him for it. “Or maybe you just want to watchmebeg foryou?”
Blake’s hand closed around himself as he spoke, pumping slowly beneath his tight gray pants. She reached forward before she could think too much about it, wanting to see,needingto see, and growling in frustration when he leaned slightly away from her. Smirking as he canted his hips so she could glimpse his head, glistening with moisture as he stroked himself, her lips parted in want.
“Tell me,” Blake groaned, pants gaping wider at the front as he pulled himself free fully and she let her eyes rove his long, hard form, jutting proudly upward. “Do you like it when I’m on my knees for you, princess? Do you want me to say your name when I come?”
Rose bit her lip, conflicted. Should she give into this insanity? It felt like she already had as she stared, entranced, when Blake’s hand moved faster, his dick moving in and out of the tunnel his hand made, and she wondered if it had looked so hot when it had been driving into her the other day.
“No?” he panted and Rose blinked, coming back to herself when he stood, his erection just mere breaths away from her mouth as he looked down at her. “Maybe you like it when I’m in control then, Rose.”
Her name in his mouth, god, it did things to her that it shouldn’t. That shehated. And yet, all she could think about was how it would sound spilling from his lips as he orgasmed.
Blake’s hand slid into her hair, pulling her mouth closer to his dick as his eyes held hers unfalteringly. “Taste me,” he demanded, pulling sharply on her hair when she didn’t immediately obey. “Open your mouth, princess. I want to feel your mouth on me, all of me.”
Rose eyed the long length of him in front of her doubtfully, but one more tug on her hair had her lips wrapping around his head as she looked up at him obediently, waiting for further instructions and squirming at the dampness collecting between her legs.
Blake’s head tipped back as a long breath escaped him, his throat working before he looked back down at her and said tightly, “Keep going, princess. I know you can take it. I want to feel your throat working me while I fuck your mouth.”
Rose moved down another inch and his hand tightened almost painfully in her hair before relaxing and stroking the small sting as if in apology. She withdrew and worked more of him in, swallowing instead of gagging when he hit the back of her throat, and Blake’s hips flexed as he tried to keep himself in check.That wasn’t going to work for her.
Reaching out, she wrapped her hands around his ass, pulling him closer until her lips touched his base and Blake hissed in pleasure. But when she tried to pull back he laughed, holding her head in place as she salivated around him.
“It looks like you need reminding who’s in charge here,” he murmured as he drew his hips away before bringing his length back against her tongue with a moan. Blake grasped her jaw gently with one hand. “I want you to watch yourself take me, princess, and when I tell you to, you’re going to swallow.”
