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She slams her legs together, her face turning red. “You didn’t give me time to dress.”
“You had time. You chose to remain in that tee shirt and nothing else except your hideous black coat. Where did you pick that up, a dumpster?”
“It’s warm and comfortable. Never bought something because it was warm?”
“A pizza once, but that’s not the point. You will not wear a coat like that when you’re with me. We will buy you something more suitable tomorrow.”
“Oh, will we?”
“Yes, we will. Do you think I’m a fool? That you only wore that because I gave you no time. You wore it because it excited you to wear so little in the back of the car. You wanted me to touch you, didn’t you?”
“No.” Her voice is firm, but her eyes are darting everywhere.
“There is no harm in admitting the truth that you want me. Many women do.”
“You’re an arrogant asshole. Do you know that?”
“Because I speak the truth? Tell me, if I was to go down on you right now, would you try and stop me?”
“Try it and see where it gets you.”
I leap to my feet, crossing the space between us so fast she doesn’t have time to react. “Don’t move,” I tell her, pushing her knees apart. “You move, and you’ll be in trouble.”
“Some people might call that coercive,” she replies, smiling as she says it.
“Some might say I’m a coercive man but a coercive man with a skilled tongue.” I kiss just to the side of her clit, drawing a sharp intake of breath from her as my reward. I glance up in time to see her closing her eyes. “You wore that tee shirt out of your apartment and down to my car. Anyone might have seen you.”
“I had my coat on,” she says as I kiss the other side of her clit. “No one would have seen a thing.”
“You wanted me to see. You moved your legs apart while sitting there. I saw your face when you did it. You were watching me.”
“I wasn’t thinking.”
“Liar. I know exactly what you were thinking.”
“What am I thinking now if you’re such an expert?”
I stand up, yanking her to her feet, plunging my tongue straight into her mouth, kissing her so passionately that she almost collapses to the floor. I hold her in my arms, pressing my body against hers.
“You wanted me to do that,” I say, pulling her tee shirt off over her head. I lower her into the armchair, kneeling in front of her, burying my face between her legs. Her scent drives me wild, sending all the blood to my cock, making it dig into my pants as I push my tongue into her. I gather up her sweetness, lapping at it as she moans lightly.
“You’re not going to bed until you come for me,” I tell her. “You’re not leaving this room until I’ve marked you.”
I flick over her clit, pushing a finger into her, working it back and forth. I take my time, enjoying bringing her closer to orgasm with every passing minute. The anticipation gets my cock twitching. I need to set it free.
I stand up, reaching for my zipper. “Touch yourself for me,” I tell her.
She shakes her head. “I don’t know how.”
“Sure you do. You just don’t want to do it in front of me. You’re in a safe space here. Show me how you do it.”
Her hand hesitates, and I think she’ll refuse for a moment, but then it moves slowly to her clit, stroking back and forth. As she relaxes into it, she spreads herself for me, pushing her hips up and slumping back in the chair. Her back is arched, her eyes wide open, staring at my pants.
I reach inside my zipper and slowly pull out my cock, stroking the shaft. “Keep going,” I tell her. “I want to see how you make yourself come.”
She stares at my cock, her tongue sticking out a little, licking her lips, making me want to choke her on my length. Not yet. Not until she’s on the edge.
I can tell when she’s close. She makes little moans that grow louder each time she plunges a finger into herself.
