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“Does that mean you would rather I tell my father the truth?” I taunt. “I wonder how that would go. If you want, I can tell him how you’re here with me, having a grand old time at four o’clock in the morning on a school night. Would that make you think better of me?”
When he cracks his knuckles, I know I got him yet again.
Neither one of us is ready for the outside world to know about us. Even if there is no us.
Yet.
“That’s what I thought,” I retort triumphantly. “And like I said, I don’t lie. I was hungry. In fact,” I goad, wiping my mouth with a napkin and placing it on my empty plate, “I’m still famished.”
Before he pushes his food across the table for me, I place my hand on his wrist and shake my head.
“Not for food, Gray. You know exactly what I want.”
The words have barely left my lips when Gray pushes himself over the table and grabs hold of my chin so brutishly, I feel it in my clit. My heart pounds in my chest, and I think this is when he’s going to kiss me, when I suddenly feel his thumb caress the corner of my mouth, wiping ketchup off it before releasing me from his grip to suck it clean.
I become transfixed, watching his tongue taste me on his skin, imagining all the places I’d like him to use that wicked tongue next.
“That mouth of yours will get you in a world of trouble one day,” he says after he’s made sure I’ve left a puddle on the leather seat.
“So I’m told,” I choke out, rubbing my thighs together.
We lock our gazes for what feels like an eternity, wanting to see who will break first.
“Stay here. I’ll be right back,” he orders, breaking our staring contest just so he can stand up from his seat to walk over to the cashier to pay our bill. I close my eyes and lean my head into the leather cushion, trying to get my head screwed on straight.
Here I am, trying to be the dominant one and seduce this man into fucking me, but all it takes is one touch from him to tilt my world on its axis, leaving me a complete hot mess who is ready to do whatever he orders me to.
What the fuck is wrong with me?
I glance over at the cashier once more and see Gray walk toward the men’s room instead of returning to our table. Needing to correct the powershift between us, I stand up and march over to him.
“Just what do you think you’re doing?” he asks once he hears me lock the bathroom door behind me.
“This.” I push him with all my might, surprising him enough for his stance to falter, and I succeed in pushing his back flush against the wall. Not wanting to give him an opening to stop me, I fall to my knees and unzip his pants, smiling when I find him already hard.
“Don’t,” he chokes out just as my fingers hook on his boxers.
My challenging gaze rises up to his. Gray is standing on a ledge and mere inches away from stepping off it. His teeth grind together, his eyes are bright with desire, and his hands grip the sink on either side of him.
“Stop me,” I taunt, arching my eyebrow. After all, I don’t take what isn’t freely given.
But Gray doesn’t stop me.
He doesn’t stop me when I pull his boxers down and release the angriest-looking cock I’ve ever seen. It’s huge and in desperate need of fucking something hard and relentlessly.
He doesn’t stop me when I lick the beads of precum over his mushroom head with a moan, his salty taste exploding on my tongue.
And he sure as hell doesn’t stop me when I wrap my lips around his length and suck as much of him as I can into my mouth.
His head slams against the wall, his hands balled up into two large fists at his sides. Although he refuses to touch me as I lick him from base to crown, my heady gaze never leaves his. Aside from the way his cock is responding to my advances, his half-mast eyes are the only parts of himself Gray allows to be active participants. The way they shine like silver bullets ready to slice me open, ready to leave a gaping hole in my heart just so he can fuck it as good as my mouth is fucking him, is all the incentive I need to do my worst.
I firm my lips around him, making sure my wet mouth is as tight as my pussy so he can see what he’s missing out on. I hollow my cheeks and suck him to oblivion while leaving my hands free to grab his ass and push him mercilessly deeper down my throat. The back of my throat clenches with his size, coaxing out my gag reflex. The inexperience of sucking a cock this big frazzles me for a split second, making me close my eyes just so I can concentrate on my breathing. The fraction of hesitation on my part must grate on Gray’s nerves, because before I know it, his fingers are in my hair, and suddenly I’m no longer in command of my actions—he is.
Tears start forming at the corners of my eyes as he fucks my mouth like it wants to replace all the air in my lungs. He suffocates me with each thrust, and yet all I do is welcome his vicious assault. My scalp is on fire with him pulling at the strands of my hair, guiding my mouth to the very base of his cock. Tears now fall freely down my cheeks as his cock takes his pound of flesh. His gaze feels like lightning on my skin as Gray keeps fucking my mouth like there is no tomorrow. My panties are soaked with the display of such dominance, and all I need is to flick my clit a few times to have me coming.
This isn’t just a blow job.
This is war.
