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“I’m a big girl and can take care of myself. Have done most of my life.” I look her straight in the eyes, and even though she appears to be mad, it seems to me like she wants to cry.
“Alana, what happened?” I ask softly, reaching out to stroke her face.
She slaps my hand away. “You! That is what happened! Why can’t you just back the hell off?” she snaps, prodding at my chest
“Me? What did I do?” I have done nothing but try to help her.
“Everything that has happened recently is karma coming back around to bite me in the ass for having sex with you.”
She has such a serious look on her face, and without meaning to, I chuckle. “Stop being so dramatic, angel.” I shake my head, rolling my eyes at her.
“Don’t roll your fucking eyes at me, Ezra!” She huffs.
“Or what, bright eyes? What are you going to do about it?” I push.
“I will slap that stupid, handsome face of yours.” Her breathing is erratic, and her fists are clenched at her sides. Who knew she could be a mean drunk?
“I dare you. Would it make you feel better? If so, then go ahead.” If it will make her feel better, then why not let her try?
“No!” she protests.
I smirk. “Scared?” I don’t know why I am pushing her. Maybe I am curious if she will do it.
Alana lifts her hand to do it, but I grab her wrist. “Too slow, sweetness.” I chuckle at her attempt. I see her raise her other hand out of the corner of my eye, and I catch that one too. I flip us around, pushing her back against the door and pin her hands above her head. A sexual moan falls from her lips as I press my body to hers. “Nice try.”
Alana makes eye contact with me. Her brown eyes are almost black. She darts her tongue along her lips, glancing down at mine. She wants me. She’s turned on because of what I did to her. I can see her chest heaving. Alana will never say it out loud, but she likes it when I take control of her. She always has the same look in her eyes when I do, a look full of want and curiosity.
“How badly do you want me right now.” It is more of a statement than a question because I can see right through her.
“I don’t want you! It’s in your head,” she pants.
“Yes, you do.”
“God! You are so fucking arrogant, Ezra! You think you are some big hotshot that every woman wants. Guess what, I don’t want you. Been there, done that, and it wasn’t that great.” With every word she says, the louder her breathing becomes. “I have had better.” She yanks her hands out of my grip.
She is trying to push my buttons yet again, and it is working. “Alana, don’t push me, kitten,” I growl out.
She pushes against my chest with her open palm. “Or what?” I can see a hint of a smirk on her lips.
I place my hand on her throat, and the second I do, she whimpers, arching from the door. “I will fuck you until you can’t take anymore and fall to the floor in pieces right here,” I breathe out.
“I dare you, Ezra. Show me what you got.” Alana rubs my raging hard-on through my jeans with her hand and then gropes me. “Or are you all talk?” I think by now she knows I am not, but if she wants me to prove it again, then so be it.
I grab her, flipping her around and push her front against the wall next to the door. Coming up behind her I press my hard cock against her ass even though I have pants on. I fight with her jeans, yanking them down and see she has no panties on, even better.
“Bright eyes, you should know by now I don’t back down from a challenge,” I rasp in her ear as I run my hand down her back, over her ass, then spank it, hard. She cries out, her legs nearly buckling right at the moment, and her nails scrape down the wall.
I unbuckle my jeans, dropping them to my ankles, along with my boxers, releasing my cock.
“Spread your legs,” I demand. Alana doesn’t do what I tell her. I use my knee to do it, and then nudge her pussy with my knee, and she gasps, rolling her hips in desperate need of some friction.
I wrap my fingers in her hair, tugging on it. “I know your pussy is aching for me, Alana, but I don’t think you deserve me to fuck you, not after your behaviour.” I kiss her over her shoulder as proof of my excitement digs into her ass.
“Ezra, please,” she pleads, grinding back against me.
“Please what, angel?” I tease her wet heat with the tip of my length.
“Please fuck me. I am sorry for my behaviour. I need you,” she pants.
