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"I'm sure you're right, but she's not! She's gone, and that sucks, but killing yourself is not going to bring her back!"
Her fist clenches, and I don't have time to react before she rears back and punches me in the face. For a tiny little thing, she really knows how to hit, but I'm not backing down. I stretch out my jaw and narrow my eyes at her.
"Do it again," I snarl. "I dare you."
Without an ounce of hesitation, she slams her fist into my face once more, splitting my lip. Every bit of my restraint snaps, and I wrap my hand around her throat. Her eyes widen, but it's not in fear. Watching the way her pupils grow, I can tell this is turning her on.
As I glance down at her hand that's wrapped around my wrist, I see my own blood smeared across her knuckles. It triggers something inside of me. Something I've never felt before. It's a raw and primal need to drive my cock into her and show her who's in control.
"Fuck, that's hot."
Just like that, nothing can hold me back anymore. With my grip on her throat, I pull her into me and cover her lips with my own.
The kiss is messy. Her pulse beats rapidly against my fingers while her nails claw at my shirt—pulling me closer and pushing me away all at the same time. I force her mouth open and tangle my tongue with hers. Our movements aren't sweet by any means. They're angry and forceful, like we're walking the line of pleasure and pain, and I'm fucking high on it.
As I push her up against the wall, I move my hand to the back of her neck and pull her closer. My cock is already rock hard and straining against the inside of my jeans. I grind against her, feeling her entire body quiver.
Just when I think we're getting somewhere, she stops and uses all the force she has to push me away. I go willingly, spinning around and gripping the island to try to ground myself. I take a deep breath, but when I look over at her, she's still here, still panting, and still looking at me with just as much need as I feel.
Her fingers graze her lips, the feeling of my kiss still bound to be lingering there, and it's like everything that was holding her back dissipates. She all but runs across the small distance between us and jumps into my arms. Our mouths meet again in a heated kiss, not separating for a second as I carry her into my room and lay her on the bed.
Pink hair splays out across my comforter. Her shirt has already ridden halfway up her torso. I pull away for a second to look at her and just take in the moment. God, the number of times I've dreamed of this. Wondered what it would be like. Craved her skin on my own.
I want to savor this.
My fingers lace into her hair, and I pull her head back. My lips leave her mouth to find her neck, and I graze my tongue over it. She exhales a shaky breath as I suck on her skin.Her hips arch and she grinds against me. I'd love nothing more than to bury myself in her right now, but I'm taking my time.
Sliding my hands down her sides, I glide them over her stomach and to the button of her jeans—popping it open slowly. I pull them and her panties down her legs in one move, disposing of them both on the floor. I graze my palm over her pussy and feel how wet she is. The lack of touch causes a small whimper to leave her mouth.
"Relax, baby," I murmur, so close I can smell her sweetness. "I've got you."
My one arm goes under her leg, and my hand rests on her stomach to keep her in place. As I blow on exactly where she wants me, I watch as she throws her head back against the bed. And when my tongue finally reaches its destination, it's game on.
The taste of her coats my tongue and awakens a beast inside of me—one that could eat her out for breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and still never have its fill. She's a moaning mess, gripping the sheets and grinding against my face as I lick her pussy with skilled fervor.
Taking two fingers, I dip them inside her as I suck on her clit. She's so damn tight that I start to wonder if anyone has claimed her yet. Her pussy clenches around me like a vise grip, and the breathier her moans get, the closer I know she is. I bend my fingers and rub right against her bundle of nerves while my tongue works magic on exactly where she needs me.
"Carter," she yelps, no doubt feeling the pressure build. "Fuck, Carter."
I don't stop, not even for a second. I don't even let up. If anything, I go harder—slamming my fingers inside of her and stretching her open while lapping up everything she has to give with my tongue. It only takes a few more seconds before she explodes. Her hands grip the bedsheets and she screams out, her entire body stiffening and her thighs squeezing my head.
She starts to come down from her high, but I've hardly even begun. As the sensitivity becomes more than she can bear, she tugs at my hair and tries to pull me off.
"S-stop," she moans. "It's too much."
My eyes meet hers as I keep going, looking for any sense of regret, but there is none. Good.
"Sorry, babe," I murmur against her. "I'm a greedy son of a bitch. I want more."
She exhales heavily and collapses on the bed. Her body is still shaking from her orgasm, but it's only a minute later that she's right back at it. When she isn't trying to fight me anymore, I grip her hips and flip us over. She squeals in surprise but when she notices the change in pressure, she wastes no time. Her hips start to move as she rides my face exactly the way she wants.
My nails drag down her back, making her arch and giving me a little better access. Her eyelids flutter closed and when I can tell she's getting close, I grab her waist and pull her harder against my mouth. For the second time in just ten minutes, she screams out, and her body trembles as she comes all over my tongue.
"Oh my God," she moans, collapsing beside me.
"You taste like fucking candy."
She smirks at me and bites her lip. "Let me taste."
