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“I agreed to you sticking around here. I never said you could stay in my apartment.” Chevelle continues to argue with me. Ever since I followed her to her apartment, she’s been giving me hell.
“You keep talking as if I’m asking you. I’m not asking shit, woman. I need this window, and it happens to be in your apartment.”
“It’s my bedroom window, where I sleep!”
“I can take a break from hunting these assholes to fuck you if that’s what you’re asking for. Seems like you may need a good hard fuck to get you to chill the fuck out.”
“Jesus, you’re hardheaded.”
“I was just thinking the exact same thing about you.”
“Fine, I’ll sleep on the couch.”
I glance around, noticing she doesn’t even have a couch. There’s a bathroom and a small kitchen area. The only real furniture she has here is a big chair and her bed. “Scared?”
“Excuse me?” she hisses, her tone turning deadly. She can’t handle being challenged; she likes to win far too much. It makes her a badass, but it’s also a weakness if she doesn’t know when to back down.
“I asked if you were scared. You’re acting like a chickenshit over sleeping in the same room as a man.”
“Oh, that’s rich. You know damn well I can kick your ass if need be. I’m not scared of you.”
I snort but keep quiet. It’s enough of a response to make her cheeks flush. Fucking shit it makes her even sexier watching her get all wound up. Is this how she’d look riding my cock? I don’t have to worry about falling asleep tonight if she does actually sleep in here. My stiff dick is way too uncomfortable to get any rest around her.
I lay my arm across my lap and glance out to the parking lot. Her mouthy replies and tight figure are too much to take. I want to toss her across the bed, pin her with my body and make her give in to all of my desires. She could just lay there naked and let me stare at her all night. I can wait to fuck her if she lets me drink in her curves and pink folds for hours on end.
I need to fuck someone before this gets out of control. Sure, I’ve chased pussy, but they’ve always given in nearly right away. Chevelle though, she’s a tough bitch, acting like I don’t affect her in any way. I know her pussy’s wet though. she can pretend all she wants that she doesn’t eat up the attention I give her, but I can smell her sex. Mix it in with her resolve, and she’s like the forbidden fruit just taunting me to take a bite. I’d bite in a fucking heartbeat too. She just needs to bend a little more and admit that she wants me to fuck her.
“And what was that shit down there? I should’ve spoken to the cops, this is my business.” She glares at me, scrambling for something to fight with me about to change the subject away from my previous challenge.
My brow raises, ready to put this woman across my knee. “You can’t say thank you, can you?”
“You expect me to thank you? For what? Having me sit back like some meek little woman? I don’t think so, biker boy.”
“You need your ass spanked,” I growl, and she shoots off the bed.
“Try it,” she hisses, coming to stand in front of me. She’s way too close for us to be arguing like this. With the amount of untapped sexual tension between us, I may snap.
I get to my feet, leaning away from the wall I was propped against and tower over her smaller frame. I made the mistake of underestimating her the first time. I’ll never do that again. Being slammed on my back once was too many times for me. “Be careful what you wish for, you might just get it.”
Her eyes flare. “You’re not man enough,” she breathes.
It was the wrong thing to say. I’d have kept going back and forth with her all night if she’d persisted, but that comment, nope. She’s used to weak men; I’m not one of them. My hand flies to her throat, grip tight enough to hold her in place and my arm span keeps her far enough away to retaliate.
“You’ve mistaken,” I growl. “You caught me off guard before, but sweetie, you’ve met your match.” At that, I hook a leg behind hers, twisting her in the process, so we hit the floor with me over her back. I do my best to not squish her beneath me, but she’s got too many moves that I have to focus on subduing her more. My other hand takes over, clamping the back of her neck and I release the front, keeping her face to the ground.
I reach back and smack her ass through her jeans and lean forward, breathing against her throat. “Want another?”
“I hate you!” she screams furiously. She’s so pissed it’s hard for me to hold back my pleased chuckle.
I smack her ass again, and she makes a feline growl sound that I find deliciously toxic. It’s her being completely livid, but it turns me on further.
Leaning back down, I rub my nose behind her ear, taking in her scent. She smells like sugary vanilla. I wonder if she tastes like it too. “Another?”
“Fuck you,” she hisses, and I chuckle.
My warm breath flutters over her flesh. “I wish,” I admit with a grumble and draw her lobe between my teeth. “But not tonight, I have to work.” I finish and sit up then spank her again.
She does this angry scream thing in the back of her throat. I’m pretty sure if I let her up now she’ll attempt to kill me.
