Page 6 of The Dealer


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He shrugs a shoulder. “It’s not wrong, though. That is what I did. I’m older now. It would be easier to tie the two together, don’t you think? Date someone that knows my kinks. That can be there at a moment's notice, without having to wait until the weekends to blow off steam.”

“True.”

Becker leans forward, resting on his elbow between my spread legs. He presses a finger to my center and strokes me lazily. I drop my head against the pillow and look up at the ceiling. I gasp when he spreads me open, running the pad of his finger from my entrance and up to my clit so slowly, that I squirm.

He presses his arm against my hip to hold me still. I’m so slick that the sound of my arousal surrounds us when he picks up the pace of his teasingly long strides. Becker swirls some of that arousal around my ass, then inserts his thumb inside of my center. “Fuck, you’re drenched.”

I moan, trying to lift my hips to get him deeper. “Becker,” I whimper when he doesn’t let me.

“I love hearing you beg.” He removes his thumb and replaces it with two fingers. “Tell me what you want, and if you ask nicely, maybe I’ll let you have it.”

And I love to beg.I love showing how much I’m enjoying myself, and how much I want to give into my pleasure. “I want to come.”

He chuckles. “That didn’t sound like a nice way to ask for what you want, Nora.”

I groan when he pulls away. “Becker. Please, may I come? I’m so wet, and my clit is throbbing. I feel like I’m about to explode.” Biting my lower lip, I reach between my legs and pull at his hair.

He shoots me a teasing smirk but returns to lazily touching me. “Hmm. I don’t think you’ve earned it yet.”

His lips press against the inside of my thigh in a firm kiss, then he sinks his teeth into my flesh. I cry out at the sudden jolt of pain, but he’s back to kissing and licking the spot, soothing the ache.

When I relax again, he does the same thing to my other thigh, but this time he presses his fingers inside of me, curling them against that sweet spot. “Do you want to come?” He says in a taunting voice.

“Yes, please.”

He’s picking up the speed of his hand, fucking me hard and fast. “Ask me.” And then his mouth is on my clit, sucking.

I arch into his touch, grinding against him for more friction. “I’m so needy. Give me what I need.”

He rewards me with a growl against my pussy, the vibration tilting me over the edge.

“I can’t live without it. Please, please.”

Another kiss, then he says, “come for me, Nora. Come all over my hand and mouth.”

I pull at his hair hard as I grind into his face, chasing my release. I cry out his name, holding onto him until I’m so sensitive that I have to push his mouth off me.

Becker climbs on top of me, peppering kisses along my chest and neck. He’s hard again, and it presses against my stomach, causing me to let out a needy moan. “So fucking beautiful. Loved watching you unravel for me.”

I grin, smiling up at him. Sliding my hand between us, I fist his erection. Instantly, it heats my hand. “I can tell.”

“Are you giving me lip? After I just complimented you for not being a brat?” His voice is stern like he’s being serious, but his eyes hold a teasing look.

“I’ll beg you for orgasms and get on my knees for you whenever you want. But my smartass comments are hard to contain,” I admit. I move my hand up and down the silky flesh, and he doesn’t stop me.

“That’s fine. I’ll just fill your mouth to get you to shut up.”

I snort. “My mouth could use some filling now.”

“I’d rather fill your pussy now.”

Laughter bubbles in my throat. “I meant with food. I’m starving.”

“Oh.” He sits up and runs a hand through his now messy blond hair. “That’s the one thing about this place. The rooms are like five-star hotel rooms. But they don’t sell food here.”

Standing from the bed, he heads to the door where my dress lay huddled on the floor. He grabs it and comes back to me. “Get dressed. I’ll get you fed.”

Chapter four

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